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Wei Jing waited for a long time, but before the system reminded him that the task was completed, he couldn't help wondering: "My dear, did you forget something important?"

The system is silent.

He couldn't help being curious: Did it crash?

"Honey, are you there? Are you there? Are you there?"

[Host, I am here. 】The gentle female voice finally appeared, like the sound of nature.

Wei Jing smiled reservedly, pointed to the green and red "little vest" on Long Zaizi's body, coughed lightly, and said, "Sweater, I've finished it. I wove it by myself, and it's not faked by others."

Special emphasis is placed on the last sentence.

Because the previous nutritious meal was not made by himself and did not meet the nutritional needs of the cubs, he could only bow to the system mall, and he accepted it.

But this time, no matter how you look at it, there is nothing wrong with it, right?

Wei Jing was thinking with a guilty conscience, his eyes fluttering around: "My dear, what do you say?"

The system seemed to have really crashed, and it took a while to realize: [Host, please don't fool the system. 】

"Honey, why am I fooling you? Look at this sweater, it's fashionable, high-end, and the color scheme is very conflicting. Most importantly, I knitted it myself!"

[Unqualified. 】The system ruthlessly throws out three words.

Unwillingly, Wei Jing continued to argue: "Why are you unqualified? Tell me, what's wrong?"

[The system cannot recognize the item, please continue to work hard on the host. 】The gentle female voice replied mechanically.

can't recognize...

Fuck!Do you want to go too far?Didn't he produce a bunch of alien creatures, why can't they recognize it?It's so deceiving, garbage system!

Wei Jing sniffed aggrievedly, and looked down at Dragon Cub, orange, dark green, and bright red, this color scheme really hurts my heart!

"Cub, Dad, I'm sorry, this sweater is really ugly."

"what."

The dragon cub came up to him with the little half of the bottle left, and lifted the bottle high with his front paws.

The pacifier was facing Wei Jing's mouth.

Looking at the pacifier close at hand, Wei Jing: "..."

Although he knows that this is a way for the cub to show his favor, but he really does not drink milk powder, thank you.

"Ah!" The extremely persistent dragon cub continued to hold the bottle.

Wei Jing was under a lot of pressure, so he had no choice but to make a fake move to deceive the innocent classmate Xiaobao: "Dad already drank, you can continue to drink."

The dragon cub didn't doubt that he was there, and contentedly held the bottle and continued to drink milk.

[System Reminder: The cub has a favorability score of 5 and rewards the host with 5 points. 】

Huh?

what!

Wei Jing blinked in surprise, and quickly checked his points balance, 4 turned into 9!

He looked incredulously at the dragon cub who was sitting next to him drinking milk. The little guy's act of sharing food with him just now added five points at once, that is to say... After finishing the task of knitting sweaters, the next can Don't worry about powdered milk!

At this moment, Wei Jing has not realized that this hairless brat, whom he once despised, has become more and more important in his mind.

This night, until before going to bed, Wei Jing has been tossing back and forth on the huge project of knitting sweaters. ", "Fringe-style vest", "Colorful rainbow-style overlord flower neck cape"...

He worked so hard to kill a dry brain cell, which is comparable to the level of hard work he had to do for five consecutive days at the beginning of the month when he was writing the article!

However, the tragic result was still comparable to his three-pit streak.

Ruthlessly and indifferently, the system announced again and again: unqualified.

The exhausted Wei Jing said that he can't fight today and will continue tomorrow. After washing up tiredly, he fell asleep and forgot all the words the boss said before. Instead, he had no dreams all night and slept soundly until the next day……

When he woke up, he found that the boss was sitting on the single sofa beside the bed, looking down at the pile of works that were not recognized by the system.

Wei Jing woke up instantly, sat up as if his ass was on fire, and asked uneasily, "When did you come back?"

He felt comfortable all over, and there was no discomfort. It seemed that nothing happened last night.

He's not a pig, if the boss really did something to him, it's impossible not to notice.

Thinking of this, Wei Jing quietly heaved a sigh of relief.

However, in the next second, his heart was in the air again, because the boss said: "Honey, so you like knitting sweaters."

Wei Jing's mood is indescribable: "..." I don't know if I should correct the big boss for not using the word "wife" like this, or I should feel relieved, at least the big boss can tell that these works are sweaters!

How difficult it is.

The garbage system will only tell him: Unrecognizable!

If the boss is the system, wouldn't it be judged that his mission has been completed long ago?

He sneered: "I don't like it, I'm too busy to pass the time!"

At the same time, he was thinking about how to say the countermeasures he had thought up before, about the "legitimate reason for refusing" in case the boss asked to sleep with him, in an extremely natural tone.

This thinking process only took three seconds before and after.

Without waiting for the boss to take the bait, Wei Jing immediately continued with a cheeky face: "No way, just after giving birth, it's like this, you need confinement, there are many taboos during confinement, you can't have sex, you can't touch the cold, you have to Cultivate well, or you will fall to the root of the disease..."

God knows how ashamed he is for a man who brazenly talks about confinement.

But there is no way, he still thinks that in the future, he will save up all 888 points to exchange for [return ticket], and go back to find a cute, soft and cute little shou to warm his bed, how can he be bullied by the boss here !

The big brother obviously didn't expect that he would suddenly say such a bunch of irrelevant words, and he also specifically emphasized "no intercourse", and was stunned by his coquettish operation for a moment.

After Wei Jing finished speaking, he also felt a bit brain-dead, what kind of confinement is he, an old man?If the boss has a brain, he can immediately see that he is talking nonsense. If he becomes angry and wipes him off, wouldn't it be...

Just when he was panicking in his heart and was hesitating whether to change his words and make amends, the boss spoke.

The deep and pleasant voice was mixed with a hint of confusion: "How long will it take for confinement?"

It seemed that he was really asking seriously.

Wei Jing couldn't believe that his luck would be so good, and the boss's curse on Tu Shihua's obedience hadn't disappeared yet!

After a quick glance at the boss, he lowered his eyes and replied reservedly: "Half a year."

Half a year should be enough for him to accumulate 888 points, right?

"Well, yes, I see." The boss seemed to really believe in his evil, and smiled at him gently, "Honey, you have worked hard."

Wei Jing forced himself to be calm: "It's not hard, it's not hard, it should be."

The boss still looked at him gently, and said: "Since you have half a year to recuperate, it just so happens that when I came back yesterday, I brought you a gift. I was worried that you would not have time, but now it's just right, I think you will too." I like it very much."

Wei Jing stared at him in bewilderment, feeling an ominous premonition in his heart. Immediately afterwards, the door of the master bedroom was pushed open, and the piebald python came in with boxes of things on its back.

He was stiff all over, as if facing a formidable enemy, watching the old housekeeper come in and out with the original form, after a long busy time, he walked up to the boss, and respectfully said: "Master, they've all moved in."

The master bedroom is very large, and the room is about five meters high. The cardboard boxes brought by the old housekeeper are all placed in the corner, like a small hill.

After Wei Jing glanced at him in horror, he turned to the boss: "This is?"

The boss smiled: "This is a gift I brought back from the largest wool market in Dongchuan Prefecture. It is a gift for you. There are a total of [-] boxes, all of which are the best wool, complete colors, and made of various materials. Knitting needles, tutorials and diagrams for knitting sweaters, oh yes, and a book of "Basic Collocation Theory of Color Science"..."

Wei Jing's face was ashen: Damn it!

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