When it returned to Xiao Chen's hands, there was not much left.

Xiao Chen cried out in pain, wishing he would not show off earlier.

Xiao Pan silently hid his mulberries under his pillow. Fortunately, he didn't say anything.

While waiting for the oven to be ready, Lin Jingshu had already prepared the lychee wine and clothes.

The dyed clothes were light purple. In order to avoid being too conspicuous, Lin Jingshu made them into a long-sleeved dress.

The weather is getting cooler, so it will be just right to wear after a while.

Lin Jingshu wore her new dress and turned around in front of Gu Chengze, the hem of her skirt fluttering in the air like a dancing butterfly.

"How is it? Does it look good?"

Gu Chengze looked like an idiot, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

He had seen her many times, crying, laughing, angry, and annoyed.

But no matter which side it was, it only seemed to make him like her more.

"A beautiful wife looks good in whatever she wears."

His eyes are full of stars, shining only for one person.

After making the skirt with a whole piece of fabric, Lin Jingshu had some left over, which she made into various bags.

That night, Lin Jingshu stood in front of the mirror in her skirt, admiring the fruits of her labor.

Gu Chengze suddenly hugged her from behind and buried his head in her neck.

The two of them were breathing so close together that he could clearly feel the hot air coming out of his nose.

It goes without saying what will happen next.

Lin Jingshu said at the last moment: "We can't make a fuss for too long. We have to go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow... woo woo..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Gu Chengze.