20 Cute Things
◎A mouthful of these adorable strawberry mini cakes!◎
After confirming the details, Lin Xu and Xu Huaihuai selected the fabric pattern together. After the initial cutting was completed, Lin Xu began operating the sewing machine on the workbench.
The flat fabric becomes three-dimensional and fluffy under the precise and meticulous stitches of the sewing machine, and a white tulle skirt is about to be born.
Xu Huaihuai looked at the sewing machine with an LCD screen with great curiosity. "It's so high-tech and amazing. My impression of sewing machines is still that of the traditional old-fashioned sewing machines that rely entirely on experience for measurement and operation."
"Technology changes lives, right?" Lin Xu calmly pedaled the sewing machine. Despite his young age, his movements were very skillful and experienced.
I really have to compete with you hardworking and talented people.
After finishing the base dress, Lin Xu began sewing the pink outer skirt. Xu Huaihuai compared it with the cotton skirt and found that it perfectly matched her expectations. She sincerely sighed that Lin Xu had not disappointed Zhong Xuelu's expectations at all; he really knew how to conceive.
Xu Huaihuai couldn't understand the symbols on the sewing machine screen and knew she probably couldn't help much, so she sat aside and watched.
Lin Xu looked focused and attentive as the sewing machine needle moved up and down, biting the fabric and making a rhythmic sound.
It's a bit too peaceful and idyllic.
Xu Huaihuai secretly took out her phone and turned on the recording function. She decided to record the man who stepped on the foot pedal for her daughter.
"What are you filming? If you're filming production details, you can come over a bit." Lin Xu was very understanding.
Ugh, you need to be further away to get a good shot of people.
But since Lin Xu had already said that, Xu Huaihuai didn't know what to say. She moved closer, pointing the camera at the worktable, and said, "Your hands are so nimble, they don't get pressed down at all."
"It's actually not difficult, would you like to give it a try? Does your right hand still hurt?"
“It doesn’t hurt,” Xu Huaihuai said, clenching her right hand. “See, although it’s not fully healed, it doesn’t matter. However, I’m clumsy, and I feel like I might ruin it.”
"It's okay, give it a try."
Lin Xu stood up and gestured for Xu Huaihuai to sit down.
"Am I capable..." Xu Huaihuai put down her phone and thought about the time when she was most capable with her hands—it could only be when she was unpacking packages.
"Yes, you can. First, determine where you want the needle to go. For example, the waist of this skirt, which needs to have pleats, so you hold down one side and pile up the fabric according to the desired pleat size, then push the needle through. This symbol on the screen can set the needle speed, and you can also control the speed of the needle movement with your foot pedal. Like this..."
Lin Xu spoke very patiently, demonstrating the steps to Xu Huaihuai.
Lin Xu's palms were warm, and when they were pressed against my hands, it felt like the warmth was being transferred to my face.
His hands are much rougher than that male BJD doll in a bathrobe; they look...
Xu Huaihuai felt her face getting hot and her heart pounding, but she quickly stopped the thoughts that were about to wander in her mind.
Now is the time for Master Lin to teach by example. How can a student have such thoughts about his teacher? It's outrageous!
Xu Huaihuai took a deep breath. "I think I've got it."
"Don't be nervous, it's not an exam," Lin Xu reassured her, noticing her seriousness.
It's infuriating! The more gentle and serious a teacher is, the easier it is for bad students to misunderstand them.
Suppressing her wicked thoughts, Xu Huaihuai tried sewing a section of the skirt waistband.
Perhaps because she had a good teacher by her side, and Lin Xu's gaze was definitely gentle, Xu Huaihuai felt that the operation was not as chaotic as she had imagined.
"It seems alright? It's just that the stitching looks a bit crooked, and the folds seem to be of slightly different sizes..."
"It looks great like this." Lin Xu's affirmation was 100%, his gaze was full of approval, and he genuinely felt that way.
"Lin Xu, how could you be like this..."
"Um?"
Xu Huaihuai kissed his cheek, "That makes people like you." She always says things that others want to hear.
Lin Xu touched his face and stepped closer to Xu Huaihuai. "Then just a kiss on the cheek?"
Behind Xu Huaihuai was the workbench, leaving her nowhere to retreat. "What else can I do? This is an office..."
There was no one else.
Lin Xu took another step forward, and Xu Huaihuai leaned back, but only managed to sit on the workbench in vain. She swallowed hard. "Yes, my cotton... don't let the child see these things..."
"Which ones?" Lin Xu reached out and turned the cotton doll to face the wall. "Now, you can't see the cotton anymore."
Xu Huaihuai: "...Um, the cotton skirt isn't finished yet!"
"Can we ask Mian to wait another day?"
Before she could even speak up for Mian, her words were silenced by a kiss.
When kissing, the brain is completely unable to estimate the passage of time; eternity or a fleeting moment becomes meaningless.
Only the lips and tongue know each other's longing and yearning.
"Lin Xu, I feel like I'm running out of breath! We really can't go on like this!" Xu Huaihuai had learned her lesson and instead of backing away, she clung tightly to Lin Xu's upper body, pressing her face against his shoulder.
No one can kiss their own neck!
Then she unexpectedly noticed the marks on the side of Lin Xu's neck that had not yet faded.
"..." You can't blame her! It was the mole that seduced her.
Lin Xu patted her back. "Want to rest for a bit?"
"You're right, I need to rest. I have to take Mian home." Xu Huaihuai was about to get off the workbench, but Lin Xu didn't let him pass. He lowered his head and kissed her again before he was done. "I'll take you and Mian home."
There were only a few people left in the studio. After a brief farewell, Lin Xu carried Mian in one arm and held Xu Huaihuai's hand in the other.
Xu Huaihuai initially tried to pull her hand away, but Lin Xu's words forced her to abandon the idea: "Sister Huai, are we having an affair?"
"No, no, no." Sigh, let's hold hands then.
"Get in the car." Lin Xu opened the passenger door for Xu Huaihuai.
"Let me hold Mian." After sitting down, Xu Huaihuai reached out for her pink star. She felt guilty towards Mian because the two adults had been so engrossed in their affectionate interactions that they had delayed making a new dress for Mian.
But Mian didn't seem angry at all; her pink eyes seemed to be saying, "As long as Mommy is happy!"
I want to take a bite of this adorable strawberry mini cake!
"Let Mian sit in the back seat. Mian needs to wear a seatbelt too." Lin Xu led Mian to the back seat and helped her fasten her seatbelt.
Xu Huaihuai turned her head and looked at her daughter, who was sitting quietly and obediently in the back seat. She felt that something was missing.
I searched on my phone but couldn't find anything about the same style as the "Prince with the little belly".
It's a strange world where some things are the same, while others are not.
Lin Xu drove very steadily. The car was clean, with only a faint citrus scent. The journey wasn't long, and Xu Huaihuai, unusually, didn't feel sleepy as soon as she got in the car. She asked Lin Xu, "You can make BJDs and cotton clothes, can you make cotton dolls?"
"You can give it a try. Do you have a design in mind?"
"Hmm..." Xu Huaihuai thought for a moment, "It's a cat wearing a yellow cloak, with pointed ears, like sharp horns, a tuft of clever fur on its forehead, and eyes that are sometimes clear and sometimes wise. But it's very brave, and its belly is round with a cross on its belly button... Can we make one like that?"
It's not for profit, and it's a fictional world, so Tea Egg probably can't keep up... Xu Huaihuai thought uncertainly.
"That should be possible, right? Sister Huai, if it's convenient for you, could you draw a rough sketch for me?"
"Okay, I'll try it when I get back." I just don't know if I can draw the image in my mind with my hand.
"Lin Xu, how about you help me raise my daughter for a while? Take a picture and send it to me when her new dress is finished." After arriving at the place, she thought about it and realized that the house was currently in a mess, which was not good for Mian's physical and mental health. Why not ask Lin Xu for help?
"Okay," Lin Xu agreed readily.
"You must take good care of my cotton! If I find her flat..."
"I want it flat."
"Good to know."
Lin Xu escorted her upstairs.
"There are a lot of people at my house right now, so I won't invite you in."
"Mmm." Lin Xu reluctantly let go of her hand.
"Lin Xu".
"Um?"
"I once saw a joke about someone falling in love with their drill instructor during military training, their doctor during a medical appointment, or their teacher during school. I used to think it was a bit exaggerated and bizarre. But now, I realize I'm almost like that myself. I've fallen in love with my doll-making teacher. Okay, you can go back now."
Xu Huaihuai placed her fingertip on the sensor lock. She spoke quickly, and as soon as she finished speaking, she was about to open the door and go inside.
Lin Xu took her hand. "It's different. I'm your boyfriend Lin Xu first, and then I'm the doll maker. Sister Huai, can you love your boyfriend a little more before loving the doll maker?"
Xu Huaihuai's heart was pounding. Was he proposing to her?
I promise you.
Lin Xu asked her to make a pinky promise, and Xu Huaihuai stretched out her hand, their little fingers intertwined.
Meow meow meow!
Meow, meow, meow!
Xu Huaihuai was stunned. Where did that meowing come from?
But judging from Lin Xu's expression, he seemed completely oblivious to the cat's meowing.
"Lin Xu, did you hear something?"
Lin Xu shook his head.
Seeing that Xu Huaihuai's expression was a little off, he asked nervously, "Sister Huaihuai, do you regret making that pinky promise?"
"No regrets? Didn't you really hear anything?"
Lin Xu was a little confused: "What should I hear?"
"It's alright, it's getting late, I'll go in now, goodnight."
"good evening."
She closed the door and quickly changed her shoes.
He said he didn't hear it. The cat's meow was so clear.
Hallucination? Before she could think it through, Xu Jingya, who was scrolling through her phone in the living room, called out to her, "Sis, where have you been? Why are you so late? Did you go on a date?"
"What's it to you?"
"Sis, why are you like this? I was just asking because I wanted to. Do you want some red grapes? I washed them all." Xu Jingya came over and took Xu Huaihuai's arm, but Xu Huaihuai wasn't used to her closeness and pulled away. She sat down on the other side of the sofa. "Do you have something to say?"
"Sis, I've been looking for a job lately, you know how hard it is to find one these days. You either need to be a graduate of a prestigious university or have a master's or doctoral degree. I was thinking, sis, you have a company, right? If they're hiring, could you let me work there?"
"Submit your resume, and HR will arrange an interview."
"Sis, that company is all yours, can't you just give me a position? I don't have high requirements, a base salary of seven or eight thousand is enough to live on, no more than eight hours a day, and weekends off, that's all I ask for."
"If you don't pass the interview, even if I force you in, you'll still be fired if you can't complete the job duties."
"If I get fired, it'll be months from now. At least I can get my basic salary in the meantime," Xu Jingya said dismissively. "Sister, please help me out..."
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