Qin Muye took out a towel and wiped her feet clean.
Song Kexia blushed with shame when she thought about what she had just done.
Qin Muye saw her blushing cheeks and kissed her face, "I like it very much."
Song Kexia lowered her eyelids and didn't dare to look at him. She snorted, indicating that she understood.
Qin Muye lowered his head and gently bit her collarbone. "Do you want me to help you?"
Song Kexia's face was burning hot, and she pulled the quilt tightly, "No, I want to sleep, go get some water."
Seeing that she was shy, Qin Muye took the water and went to the bathroom.
When his wife gets bold, she can kill people.
When she is shy and blushes, she is so cute that people want to eat her.
It’s a pity that she is too heavy now, so he can only satisfy her craving by scratching her.
He returned to the room, and there was still an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.
Song Kexia had already crawled into the bed, with only her little head sticking out.
Qin Muye lifted the quilt, lay down beside her and hugged her.
Song Kexia shifted uncomfortably, "I'm going to sleep."
"I'll hold you so you don't have to sleep."
Song Kexia simply treated him as a human heater, letting him keep her warm, and slowly fell asleep.
After handing over the store to Wang Tianci and his wife, Song Kexia devoted all her energy to studying and preparing for her final exams.
When she has free time, she will still go to learn embroidery from Grandma Wu.
After doing odd jobs for Grandma Wu for more than a month, Grandma Wu finally began to teach her embroidery.
The needlework method taught by Grandma Wu is somewhat different from that taught by others.
I heard that some of their ancestors had worked in the inner court, and the craftsmanship passed down was the weaving technology of the Shanggong Bureau, which was different from the folk craftsmanship.
After two days of study, Song Kexia gained some understanding of acupuncture.
Wash your hands, set up the stretcher, stretch it, and start work.
Embroidery is a very patient job. The embroidery thread looks thinner than a hair, and there is no change at all after one stitch.
Many people become restless and irritable because of this.
But Song Kexia was neither anxious nor impatient. She sat there for the whole morning with her big belly.
Seeing how serious she was, Grandma Wu finally nodded with satisfaction.
She is good material.
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