Kidnap a Hong Kong black executive's husband

knitted him a scarf

After the lessons learned in the past few days, Zhong also decided to stay at home all day today. Anyway, there is no work for him to come forward in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang recently, so he simply stayed at home.

But he usually doesn't have much to do at home, and now that he's not the only one at home, it seems a bit at a loss.

The air was very quiet, so quiet that he couldn't help sneaking a peek at Qianzuru who was knitting to pass the time. Because the wound on his hand was not healed, he stopped all her housework at once. Originally, his house didn't need to do it every day. clean.

Besides, if she hadn't been here, he wouldn't have returned home so diligently, otherwise the house would have accumulated a lot of dust.

Looking at her half-knitted scarf, Zhong couldn't help but sigh with emotion at her ingenuity, thanks to her presence, the originally empty home has a little human touch.

From small objects to small furniture, she has done everything she can do by hand. She is really capable, and it can be said that there is basically nothing that can defeat her.

It just so happened that at this moment, his gaze fell on her bandaged little hand, and he couldn't help but purse his mouth.

What if there are scars on such hands?That idiot!

At this time, as if sensing his gaze, Qianhe suddenly raised his head, his face blushed and quickly turned his head around, then picked up the remote control and pretended to be watching TV.

As a result, he did not change the channel after pressing several times. He was a little annoyed, fiddling with the remote control while cursing in a low voice.

"Is the battery dead?" At this moment, Chizuru's voice sounded from behind.

Zhongye was startled, his face was full of guilt, and the remote control was dropped on the ground, Qianzuru bent down to pick it up, looked at it for a while, and then pressed a button.

After seeing that the TV channel was successfully changed, she handed over the remote control and said with a smile, "It's just that the switch is not turned on."

"I just forgot!" Zhong Ye blushed and grabbed the remote control in a panic and changed several channels in a row, refusing to admit that he was guilty just now.

Qianhe smiled, then walked back, picked up the sweater needle and started knitting again, with a very focused expression.

Because it was really busy, Zhong Ye finally persisted for a while but couldn't help but peek at her.

Looking at her peaceful side face, I was a little irritated trying to drive away the messy thoughts in my heart, but the more I looked at her, the more beautiful I felt.

The slender and white fingers nimbly fiddled with the woolen yarns, and through her hands, the monotonous woolen yarns were interwoven together into an exquisite scarf.

He couldn't help staring blankly.

She naturally knows that he is looking at her. Generally speaking, it doesn't feel good to be stared at like that, but it's very different if the object is Zhong. Qianhe likes being thought of by him very much. feeling.

After a while, Qianzuru looked at the scarf that was almost woven, then turned his head to look at Chuya, and asked with a relaxed tone, "Do you like dark red?"

"Why do you ask that?" Zhong didn't understand.

"I think you are suitable for a darker color. I was thinking that if it was dark red, it would suit you very well." After finishing speaking, Qianzuru lit up her scarf and smiled softly.

"Is that for me?" Zhong was also a little surprised, so the thing she has been knitting is for him?

"Yes, do you want to take a look around?" Saying that, Qianhe came over to tie a scarf for him.

"Now the weather is getting colder and colder. Even if you are not afraid of the cold, you still wear too little. You still need to keep warm when you are outside."

While talking, Chizuru stood on tiptoe and surrounded him skillfully. After tying it up, she looked at her masterpiece and smiled with satisfaction.

Zhong didn't speak, and stared blankly at the scarf around his neck, feeling warm and comfortable.

"Thanks." Although he didn't show it on his face, it was obvious that his heart was fluttering.

"It's great to like it." Qianhe looked up at him, smiling with crooked eyes.

Nakaya, who had never received a handmade gift from others, was at a loss at first, but the corners of his mouth twitched upwards.

I have to say that this guy has a good vision, and his craftsmanship is indeed very good.

Immediately, Zhong also decided to buy her something as a return gift when he went out in the afternoon, after all, gifts are reciprocated.

Because I was in a good mood, I also tried my best at lunch this day.It can be said that Zhongye's culinary skills have nothing to do with his fried-haired personality. He has always been a person who understands the mood of life very well, and cooking and other things are completely out of the question.

Now even Qianhe, who is an excellent cook, couldn't help but praise a few words from the bottom of his heart.

By the way, Chizuru's good cooking skills come from her hard work as a chef in a certain time and space. In other words, as long as you inherit the memory, you can make food with the corresponding taste. I have to say that sometimes Her abilities are quite useful.

In addition, about the "foreseeing" supernatural ability, Chuya basically never mentioned it again, and it's not that he doesn't believe it, but once he admits it, he has to accept the fact of "marriage" that she foresaw. Since it would be embarrassing, it would be better not to mention it.

Because they promised to take her out for dinner tonight, they had to go out around the afternoon.

When they were about to go out, both of them began to get ready.

On weekdays, he also likes to wear that black suit and windbreaker jacket, so he doesn't need to dress up specially, but now that it's cold, he also wears a scarf that she wove herself.

But Chizuru spent a lot of time on dressing up.After some selection, she specially took a few sets of clothes for Zhong Ye to help choose. The clothes in the closet were all bought by Zhong Ye a few days ago, so he still had an impression of them.

"After all, I'm going out to eat with you. It's okay not to dress up. Is the white one more beautiful, or the black one?" Chizuru, who has already put on makeup, holds a white suit dress in her left hand and a black dress suit in her right hand. , except for the different colors, the styles are almost the same.

Zhong also recalled how she looked when she tried it on, and then chose a white suit for her without hesitation. He still remembered how she looked when she wore this suit, and it was indeed not bad.

In fact, he felt that she was very suitable for light-colored clothes, which was different from him, and no matter her background or working environment, everything was doomed for them to be different.

Of course, China also defines what can be seen with the naked eye.

After changing their clothes, the two went out. Since it was not a rest day, the driving would not be too congested.

There were only the two of them in the completely closed car, and no one had spoken to each other, and the atmosphere seemed a bit ambiguous.

During the driving, Zhongya still couldn't help but look at her in the passenger seat several times. Although she was already very beautiful when I saw her on weekdays, she looked even more beautiful when she was seriously dressed, let alone.

Exquisite makeup, elegant clothes, elegant and dignified temperament, it is very difficult for her not to attract attention, no wonder the kid next door and that bastard Dazai will covet her again and again.

Thinking of this, Chuya suddenly had the urge to lock her up from anyone to see, of course he stepped on the brakes annoyed after realizing that he had such a sick idea.

Qianhe took advantage of the situation and fell forward. If it wasn't for the safety belt, he might have flown out.

Her complexion was not very good, and Chuya patted the steering wheel angrily at this moment, and cursed a few words in a low voice.

"Are you okay?" Qianhe turned his head to look at him, his eyes were full of concern, which made Zhong, who was already guilty and guilty, even more irritated.

So what's going on?

No matter what, she is just a brat, how could he have that kind of thought?

Zhong is also very angry, and he is still angry with himself.

Qianhe knew that Zhongye had a lot of drama in his heart, and it was impossible to ask, after all, he was so arrogant, so he didn't want to provoke him any more, lest he should not be stable and both of them would have to confess here.

In fact, Zhongye is very good at driving. Like most car lovers, Zhongye also loves his second "wife" very much on weekdays. It is absolutely impossible for him to turn the steering wheel.

However, even he himself didn't realize that once Qianhe was involved in the matter, he couldn't calm down at all.

After driving into the urban area, Qianhe generously admired the street view outside. There are many people of all kinds coming and going, and the surrounding buildings are also unique. Because it is winter, the sky is getting dark quickly, and the whole street is in a blink of an eye. Lights of various colors are lit up to attract customers.

"That's great." Qianhe couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"What?" Zhong Ye, who was concentrating on driving, asked vaguely.

"Although the weather is a bit cooler, it might snow soon, right?" Qianhe tilted his head to look at Nakaya, and said with a smile, "It's nice to come out like this once in a while, to see the Lantern Festival Night Market or something."

Considering that she had lived in that kind of place before, perhaps she had never really experienced the hustle and bustle of Yokohama, so she could understand why she said these words.

"It's not that I can't take you out in the future." Zhong Ye looked forward, and his tone was a little awkward.

After finishing speaking, the car suddenly became quiet, and Zhong also thought something was wrong with her, but when he subconsciously looked at her, he found that she was smiling at him.

"What, what's wrong?"

"No, I just think you are very caring."

"Hmph, that's needless to say."

"Will you take me out after that?"

"see your performance."

"Then it's a deal!"

Qianhe sat down again, smiled and hugged the coat tightly in her arms, feeling sweet in her heart.

Although I said that I should try to reduce going out as much as possible, but I don't know why, I feel that as long as I am with him, I can go anywhere.

At the entrance of the department store, Chuya parked the car and ran back, while Chizuru huddled up and waited for him at the entrance.

Seeing her red nose from the cold, Zhong also took off the scarf without thinking about it and helped her wrap it around, while berating her why she didn't wait in the heated shopping mall.

"There are a lot of people inside, if you can't find me, you will be troubled."

Qianhe tightened the scarf, and couldn't help sighing, the scarf he had worn was already so warm, so his embrace must be more comfortable.

And it also has the faint smell of him on it, which smells very heartwarming.

After watching her for a while, I realized that she was so afraid of the cold.

"Let's go."

Seeing her with a happy expression, he coughed uncomfortably, and walked into the department store first.

Smiling, Chizuru trotted in with him.

This is not the first time they have come here. The last time he came here was when he brought her to buy clothes. Although it was only a few days away, it gave people the illusion that it had been a long time.

In just a few days, their relationship has also developed a lot.

"It's still early, see if there is anything you want to buy." Looking at the scarf she was wearing, Chuya turned his head.

It's just a gift, nothing else.

Zhong also thought to himself.

Qianhe watched while walking, and then suddenly ran to a men's clothing store, smiling happily, "Or—"

"Don't think about using my money to buy me anything else, I don't need it!" Zhong Ye snatched her back and said seriously with a straight face.

Why didn't she think about what she wanted?What's the matter with thinking about others all day long?

Then the two walked deeper.

Passing by a lot of shops, Zhong Ye saw that she didn't look like she was going in, so he couldn't help feeling puzzled.

Isn't it said that girls like to go shopping?How did it fail to work for her?

"I said, you don't need to worry about my feelings, you can buy whatever you want." Nakaya cleared his throat, glanced at the brand store on the side, thinking about going there and picking out something for her.

After all, he accepted her gift, and it was the kind he made by himself. If he didn't return the gift, he would have trouble with himself.

"But I don't have anything I need." Qianhe tilted his head, and then counted his fingers seriously, "I have clothes and cosmetics, well, so I really don't lack anything. .”

Zhong also covered his face.

It is said that girls are short of one piece of clothing in their closets?

Why is she so different?he

Just when Zhongya was debating whether to arrest her and go to the store to buy something casually, Chizuru suddenly pointed to the jewelry store on the side.

"If you have to buy something, just help me choose a headband." Qianhe saw his intentions and didn't intend to make things difficult for him.

Zhong Ye was taken aback, "Is it just a hair band?"

I thought she would ask for something more expensive.

"Yes, sometimes I want to tie my hair up." Chizuru smiled and nodded.

Looking at her loose aqua-blue hair, Zhongya thought about it, and then led her into the shop.

However, where neither of them noticed, a pair of brown eyes had been staring at them long ago.

——It really is fate.