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After finishing speaking, he looked up at He Huazhi with sad eyes, and stretched out his hand to caress He Huazhi's brow.

Hu Luoluo looked at Wen Jian like that and felt panicked, but He Huazhi's eyes on her made her go or not.

When Hu Luoluo was about to speak up to defend herself, He Huazhi walked up to her with Wen Jian in her arms, took the pot from her hand and stuffed it into Wen Jian's hand.

"You can only cook for me in the future, understand?" The tone was almost commanding, and there was no room for Wen Jian to refuse.

Wen Jian felt that the pot in his hand was still warm, looked at He Huazhi in front of her again, squinted her eyes and smiled, "I will only cook for you from now on."

Wen Jian smiled so prettily that He Huazhi's heart skipped a beat. She felt something flashed in her mind, but it didn't leave a trace.

He Huazhi took Wen Jian's hand and left, leaving only Hu Luoluo in the kitchen. Looking at the backs of the two, Hu Luoluo felt that they had known each other.She knew that most of Wen Jian's current meekness was fake, and she also believed that He Huazhi would relax his vigilance towards Wen Jian in the near future, and by that time, as long as there was a chance to go down the mountain, Wen Jian would definitely run away.

Hu Luoluo now feels that letting Wen Jian escape might be a good choice. Once Wen Jian escapes successfully, then He Huazhi will no longer be restrained. Naturally, she can be ruthless and focus on revenge, and this relationship can last from beginning to end.

☆, beginning and end

He Huazhi was often not on the mountain recently, and it seemed that there was some turmoil at the foot of the mountain, while Wen Jian waited for her to come back in that room, walking around occasionally, sometimes going to see the memorial tablet of the He family.

Wen Jian wanted to sew a sachet for that man. She still remembered that the first gift she gave to He Huazhi was a sachet made by herself. At that time, she shyly stuffed it into He Huazhi's hand. He Huazhi asked in confusion, "Why did you suddenly give me a gift today?"

At that time she put red beans in the sachet, hoping that He Huazhi would understand her intentions, but thinking about it now is funny, who would open the sachet to find out what happened?

From the beginning to the end, she also had this in mind.Since the original friendship was entrusted in the sachet, she would use the same method to end that friendship.

Maybe she sewed too seriously, Wen Jian didn't notice that He Huazhi was standing behind her, the needle and thread in her hand were piercing patterns on the cloth, but He Huazhi looked at the faintly formed pattern and found it very familiar, It seems to have seen it somewhere.

Just when He Huazhi was about to ask Wen Jian where he learned the embroidery method, he saw Wen Jian raised his hand and rubbed his shoulder, which seemed to be very sore.She kneaded for a while, then picked up the needle and thread again.

"Why did you suddenly embroider the sachet?" He Huazhi put his palm on Wen Jian's shoulder from behind. Wen Jian embroidered seriously, but when she was scared, the thread crooked.

"You walk without making a sound? You scared me." Looking at the crooked pattern, Wen Jian spoke a little angrily, "I'm afraid this picture will be ruined, so I have to embroider it again, and it will take more flowers It's been a while."

Hearing what Wen Jian said, He Huazhi poked his probe, and the cloth was indeed crooked, then looked at the distressed expression on Wen Jian's face, and comforted, "If you like this sachet, I'll give it a try next time. I'll bring you some, so you won't have to sew until your back hurts."

After finishing speaking, He Huazhi gently pressed Wen Jian's shoulder with his palm. This kind of intimacy caused Wen Jian to dodge subconsciously, but He Huazhi pressed her tightly. It won't hurt if you press it."

When He Huazhi said that, Wen Jianjian didn't dare to move anymore.She only felt that her shoulders were a little more comfortable than before, and He Huazhi's grip was just right. Her gentle actions made Wen Jian a little unpredictable, and there seemed to be some ripples in her heart.

She lowered her head and said in a weak voice, "How can you make your own when you buy it from outside? What's more, it's going to be a gift for you."

"Give it to me?" He Huazhi was a little shocked that Wen Jianjian gave her something.

The disbelief in He Huazhi's words made Wen Jian, who lowered her head, chuckle. She slowly raised her head to look at He Huazhi, and said in a sticky voice, "This thing is worthless, and it really can't be given away. And I couldn’t do it well after tossing all afternoon, and the craftsmanship is not as good as the ones sold outside, so I still don’t give it away.”

After Wen Jian finished speaking, she was about to pick up the thread with the needle, but He Huazhi hurriedly grabbed her wrist, not allowing her to take another step.He Huazhi's dark eyes stared at her closely, as if he wanted to see through her, "You really want to send me off?"

Wen Jian felt uncomfortable being watched by her, and He Huazhi's hand was still holding her wrist, but gradually the tightly clenched hand turned into a caress, rubbing against her wrist again and again, and then Suddenly, He Huazhi moved closer to her body, hugged her in his arms, and immediately sat on her original seat.Because of He Huazhi's hugging posture, Wen Jian nestled in her arms and sat on her knees.

As soon as Wen Jian turned her head, she saw He Huazhi's fiery eyes mixed with a little tenderness, which seemed familiar.

"Don't make trouble... Be careful that this needle and thread will pierce you." Wen Jian scolded her, and then pushed He Huazhi's chest with her palms, so as to widen the distance between the two of them. At that time, her cheeks were a little flushed .

In He Huazhi's eyes, it was the shy appearance of the little girl. She deliberately exerted force to make Wen Jian's little head stick to her tightly, while she put her chin on Wen Jian's head, " Wen Jian, are you really going to break into my heart?"