Change your life: I leave my life to God

Dong Qianlian had escaped, so Liao Cong ignored the matter of using the Heavenly Injury Card for Tian Zhuangzhuang. He took advantage of the last day before the holiday to rush to make a red thickened short jacket for Chai Yurao, paired with a horse-faced skirt as a new clothing gift for the New Year.

The outer collar of the short jacket was full of blooming peony patterns, which were the patterns of the fabric itself. There was also a circle of pure white rabbit fur on the neck, cuffs and other positions. The main red color also made the whole set of clothes festive and noble. The clothes designed and made by Liao Cong during this period have met the task requirements. As long as Chai Yurao wears this set of clothes today to show up and earn enough bond points, the bond task [tailor] related to Chai Yurao's soul can be completed, and then another 20 points of destiny points will be credited.

Liao Cong persuaded Chai Yurao to try it on, and also encouraged her to turn around a few times and pose a few times. The effect made him very satisfied, and his burning eyes embarrassed Chai Yurao.

"Oh, it would be even better if there was a cape!" Liao Cong asked Chai Yurao to adjust her collar, and said regretfully that he didn't have a whole piece of red cloth in stock, but the scraps that had just been cut and discarded could be used to make some small things.

Thinking of this, Liao Cong left the shy Chai Yurao behind and went to the east room to make clothes with great interest.

Chai Yurao stroked the new clothes, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes. She couldn't figure out what kind of feelings Liao Cong had for her. Jiang Jingyin and Lin Xiaoxiao were so enthusiastic and lively, and they had been waiting for so long for a piece of clothes made by Liao Cong, but Liao Cong made one set after another for her.

Is this love, or his compensation to herself?

Chai Yurao's face turned pale, and she threw this thought out of her mind. Liao Cong didn't owe her anything. He must have his reasons for not teaching her the real recipe of jujube cake. Maybe he was protecting himself. After all, Chang Wei had used many despicable means to get this secret recipe.

But why did he teach it to Su Tang?

For a while, Chai Yurao sat on the bed again. She often did this recently.

After a while, she woke up. Chai Yurao stroked her clothes and couldn't help but think of Liao Cong's fiery eyes just now. She bit her lips gently. Chai Yurao mustered up her courage and walked into the east room wearing this set of clothes.

Liao Cong was busy at the sewing machine. The skilled movements of a big man stepping on the sewing machine were pleasing to the eye. Chai Yurao walked over step by step, using up all her courage at every step until she got close to Liao Cong. Then she stretched out her arms and hugged him tightly, and kissed his lips when he turned back in surprise.

Liao Cong was startled, and stood up hastily, smiling and joking: "Sister Yurao, I thought you were going to force me to drink again."

"Liao Cong, do you like me?" Chai Yurao swung her horse-faced skirt as Liao Cong had just instructed, her eyelids trembling slightly, but she stared at Liao Cong with courage: "I don't want to be your sister anymore, I... like you... I love you."

Liao Cong's heart was beating hard, and after a moment of silence, his face twitched: "Sister Yurao, did you drink again?"

Chai Yurao shook her head and walked towards Liao CongGet closer.

Liao Cong subconsciously dodged to the side: "Sister Yurao, please don't... I really have someone I like."

Tears had already accumulated in Chai Yurao's eyes, and she gave up her reserve and continued to get closer willfully: "I don't care."

"You are drunk, you are drunk..." Liao Cong fled the room incoherently.

It was snowing outside again. Liao Cong looked up at the snowflakes flying, and listened to the suppressed crying in the room. Liao Cong took a deep breath and turned back, sitting gently next to Chai Yurao, and began to tell her the story of his love and understanding with Dong Qianlian.

Chai Yurao sobbed and listened to it. She looked at Liao Cong with red eyes for a while, and the grievance in her eyes burst out. In Liao Cong's words, his love with Dong Qianlian was vigorous, but what about it? Did she experience less with him? Or was her love for him not deep enough?

Perhaps she shouldn't have called Liao Cong a brother from the beginning.

Perhaps she shouldn't have missed so many opportunities to confess her love to Liao Cong when they were alone together.

She had always been by his side, taking care of him and comforting him, so why did he only see Dong Qianlian?

She didn't want much, even if she could be like Wei Pingting and the others, why did Liao Cong always refuse?

The short jacket on her body was padded and thick, very warm, but Chai Yurao's heart was cold. Disappointed and aggrieved, the paranoia hidden deep in her heart resurfaced and was actively magnified. Maybe Liao Cong never treated her as his own, because she was not pretty enough?

Chai Yurao returned to her room in a daze. Even though she knew Liao Cong was following her, she no longer had the energy to pay attention to him. She closed the door tightly, slid down the door, hugged her knees and cried bitterly, and tried not to make a sound.

Liao Cong stood at the door of Chai Yurao for a long time until he heard Long Wu screaming: "Xiao Ercong, come quickly!"

Liao Cong was startled and rushed into the room of Li Meifeng and her daughter. Long Wu was used to staying in this room every day. There was air conditioning.

As soon as he opened the door, he was met with a young and smiling face. Wei Yurong was lying on the bed, fluttering her hands and feet happily. Half of her body was about to fall off the bed. Li Meifeng was lying on her side as if she didn't notice it.

Liao Cong took two quick steps and picked up Wei Yurong. He held her little body and shook her to tease her. Just when he was about to mock Li Meifeng, his eyes quickly avoided her. Don't look at her inappropriately. Is she just feeding?

Liao Cong tilted his head and pushed Li Meifeng. Seeing her suddenly wake up and sit up, he turned his back quickly: "Sister Feng, the child has fallen down and you are still sleeping!"

Li Meifeng was startled by this sentence in her half-awake state. Seeing her daughter smiling at her on Liao Cong's shoulder, she felt relieved. Liao Cong's avoidance behavior also made her suddenly wake up. She quickly covered her clothes and walked over with a red face to take her daughter: "She fell asleep without paying attention."

"You are so careless!" Liao Cong instructed: "Hold the child inside, and then use the quilt and pillow to cover it. If Long Wu hadn't called just now, the child would have really fallen to the ground."

Li Meifeng held her daughter in her arms and shook her gently."Who told you to chase our Su Tang away?"

"Tsk!" Liao Cong was speechless, "Okay, you are right, go to bed if you are sleepy, it is almost eleven o'clock."

Li Meifeng has never been able to look at Liao Cong, and she talked about her daughter: "Rongrong, say goodbye to your uncle."

"Ah...oh...squeak!"

The little girl's last tone was particularly strong, Liao Cong and Li Meifeng both widened their eyes, Liao Cong couldn't believe his ears: "Sister Feng, Did Rongrong call uncle? "

"No way, sister-in-law Panpan next door said that it takes seven or eight months for a baby to call someone. "But Li Meifeng also heard it clearly, picked up her daughter and faced each other, and tentatively said: "Daughter, call mom."

"What...ah..."

"Oh, our Rongrong can call mom!" Li Meifeng was so happy that she almost cried, and kept kissing her daughter's forehead. She couldn't help but get excited and kissed her daughter's face hard a few times.

Liao Cong came closer and said proudly: "It's not as clear as calling uncle just now, Rongrong, call uncle again."

"Go to sleep quickly, don't you have an exam tomorrow?" Li Meifeng hid her daughter aside. How could she call someone else first when she gave birth to her own child? At this moment, she was no longer sleepy. After driving Liao Cong away, she kept teasing her daughter to call mom, with the glow of maternal love on her face.

Liao Cong was also moved by the cuteness of the little guy. After closing the door, he glanced at Chai Yurao's room next door. The lights were off. He sighed and turned to his room.

The ground was already covered with a thick layer of snow.

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