Jiang Zhining was stunned for two seconds, unable to recover from Song Chen's thank you.
"You're welcome." Jiang Zhiling smiled.
Just as she was talking, Xixi ran into the house, hugged Jiang Zhiling's legs and said coquettishly, "Xixi also wants watermelon."
Jiang Zhiling pinched her cheek: "How can I miss you, this little cutie?"
While talking, Jiang Zhiling gave the other half of the watermelon to Xixi.
Then, he cut another watermelon and handed half of it to Song Ye.
"It's more fun to dig in and eat watermelon." Jiang Zhiling said, giving everyone a spoon.
Song Ye ate hurriedly, while Song Chen looked at the watermelon as if thinking about something, and finally took a spoonful of it and put it into his mouth.
Just when Jiang Zhiling was about to turn around and hold half a watermelon to eat, Xixi's soft and soft voice said: "Mom, eat it."
Jiang Zhiling lowered her head and saw Xixi taking a bite in the middle of the watermelon and looking at her eagerly.
"This is the center of the watermelon, the sweetest part. Why don't you keep it for yourself?" Jiang Zhiling squatted down and asked curiously.
Xixi shook her head: "Mom, eat. Mom loves Xixi, and Xixi should also love her."
With that said, Xixi brought the spoon to Jiang Zhiling's mouth.
Jiang Zhiling's heart skipped a beat, she didn't expect to be warmed by a two-year-old girl.
Opening her mouth and taking the melon flesh in her mouth, Jiang Zhiling smiled brightly: "It's very sweet, thank you Xixi."
Hearing her words, Xixi smiled happily.
Song Chen looked at the scene in front of him and felt a little lucky in his heart.
He could tell that Xixi liked Jiang Zhiling very much.
Because Xixi was still young when her first-born mother hurt her three siblings, so she didn’t remember those things.
Holding the watermelon, he felt that maybe the stepmother in front of him was different from those women.
So, a family of four hugged the watermelon and sat under the tree to enjoy the coolness and eat, which was indescribably comfortable.
After eating the watermelon, Xixi patted her swollen belly and said, "I'm so full."
Jiang Zhiling looked at her and said in surprise: "Xixi has grown taller again, and her skirt has become shorter."
Hearing this, Xixi pulled up her little skirt and asked curiously: "Is there any?"
Jiang Zhiling looked at Song Ye: "Song Ye's face is also fleshy, and his pants have reached his ankles. It seems that I have to buy you new clothes."
When he heard that he wanted to buy new clothes, Song Ye quickly shook his hands: "No, I can still wear my clothes."
Buying clothes costs money, it is not easy for Song Yuzhou to make money, and he does not want to add to his burden.
"Of course you have to change clothes when you grow up." Jiang Zhiling held her chin in her hand and looked at them, "But these clothes are not very good-looking."
Song Ye's face was serious: "Xixi is a girl, just buy new clothes. I can wear my brother's old clothes."
Although he also likes new clothes, compared with new clothes, he hopes that Song Yuzhou doesn't have to work so hard.
Jiang Zhiling exclaimed: "How can that work? If Xixi has it, you will have it too."
Xixi nodded like garlic: "Yes, brother, mother is right."
Song Ye looked at Song Chen for help: "Brother..."
"Listen to her." Song Chen responded in a low voice.
Um? Song Ye couldn't believe it, he didn't expect these words to come out of Song Chen's mouth.
Crossing her hands across her chest, Jiang Zhiling frowned slightly: "But this style is really hard to describe."
An idea flashed before Jiang Zhiling's eyes, and she patted her forehead: "Yes, I can design it myself."
Xixi's big eyes flashed, curiosity written all over her little face: "What is design?"
"You'll know later." Jiang Zhiling said, getting up and walking towards the back room.
Seeing this, Xixi and Song Ye followed him in a hurry. Song Chen struggled for a while and followed silently.
Arriving inside the house, Jiang Zhiling found a newspaper and a pencil.
Sitting in front of the small square table, Jiang Zhiling thought for a while, and then started writing.
The children watched curiously as she kept sketching lines on the paper.
Like magic, the lines turned into beautiful patterns.
"What is this?" Xixi never went to school and couldn't understand what Jiang Zhiling was drawing.
"This is the design drawing of the clothes. When making clothes, the pattern must be designed first and then produced." Jiang Zhiling explained.
"It looks so beautiful." Xixi blinked and looked at the design.
"I will draw a first draft and then tailor it. In this way, your clothes will be unique in the world. Moreover, it will be cheaper than buying it directly."
Although her needlework needs to be improved, she believes that she can do it well as long as she practices regularly.
Song Ye's eyes lit up with anticipation.
Song Chen discovered that she was more educated and talented than he thought.
There is a smile in his eyes when he speaks, which makes people feel warm.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Xixi and Song Ye like her so much.
Jiang Zhiling spent the whole afternoon drawing costume designs. After dinner, I immediately returned to the house.
Because the three men in her family will do household chores such as washing dishes.
In the room, Jiang Zhiling sat at the desk, lighting the lamp, and carefully revising the design draft.
Song Yuzhou walked into the house, came behind her, put his arms around her and hugged her: "Is this a skirt? It looks gorgeous."
"This is a Lolita princess dress, which is very suitable for petite girls. Little girls wear Lolita, which is super beautiful. Xixi likes pink, so the main color will be pink."
After hearing her explanation, Song Yuzhou praised: "Daughter-in-law, you are so awesome, you know all these things. I am really lucky to have met you."
Jiang Zhiling responded proudly: "I know a lot more. How much I can dig out depends on how good you are to me."
Song Yuzhou tightened his arms holding her slightly: "Well, I will try my best."
With that said, Song Yuzhou kissed her neck: "Daughter-in-law, can I kiss you?"
Um? When Jiang Zhiling couldn't answer, Song Yuzhou picked her up, pressed her on the desk, and pressed her lips directly.
Hot lips swept down, and Jiang Zhiling was kissed by him.
Kissing and kissing, his lips moved slowly.
Jiang Zhiling said coquettishly: "Why are you becoming more and more horny? Where did your cold energy go?"
Song Yuzhou raised his hot eyes and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Zhao Liang said, the more we make love between husband and wife, the more we love each other. I hope you will rely on me more and like me more."
Knowing that she once loved Sheng Hao crazily and passionately, he felt uneasy.
Because he has a baby who is six or seven years older than her, he is afraid that she will regret marrying him in the future and even fall in love with Sheng Hao again.
In addition, he felt that Sheng Hao did not have no feelings for Jiang Zhiling.
Therefore, he hopes that the relationship between the two can be deeper and deeper.
Jiang Zhiling hooked his neck with one hand and slid her other hand down his neck.
Sliding across the collarbone, it landed at the position of his heart: "Physical fitness is very important, but whether you have a heart that loves me is even more important."
Song Yuzhou closed her eyes, put his palm against the back of her hand, and said, "I will prove it."
