Cold hearted big brother's sharp favorite

Jin Dai borrowed her mother's work and looked at it carefully in the palace.

This emotion made her unable to wait to go home.

She sat by the window, looking at her mother's figure, crying and laughing for a while.

Because she was too young at that time, she had no memories of the past, so she could only rely on what her mother left her to imagine.

Thanks to Jinxiu, she gradually became more specific about her mother's character.

She was gentle and a good mother.

After looking at it, she embroidered it.

Just like a certain perception, the picture is in the brain without thinking, and the thread is in the hand without matching.

A piece of work that is distracted does not need to use brains.

Follow your heart to create, follow your heart to respond.

Small, who had been prepared for a long time, finally saw Jintai in creation through the window in the attic separated by a wall.

He also finally saw Jinxiu's creative process.

His excitement was simply indescribable.

He thought that Jinxiu was finally not the only one.

As long as he cracked Jinxiu, it was equivalent to mastering some kind of wealth, which he could copy, so that he could have even greater wealth.

But unfortunately, he was about to lose interest in Jinxiu and was looking for the next thing that interested him.

Life is so boring.

however……

I watched it for three days in a row.

No matter how sleepless Jin Dai is, so is he.

The more you look at it, the more confused you become, and the more you look at it, the more confused your mind becomes.

He didn't understand it!

What kind of devil embroidery method is this?
He also has a group of embroiderers under his command, originally to wait until this day, let these embroiderers embroider him beautifully, and then create new wealth.

But now, he didn't know how to describe this embroidery method.

If he told Xiuniang exactly what he saw, he would probably see a group of confused faces.

I'm so pissed!
On the fourth day, he was so angry that he didn't want to talk or move, so he leaned on the attic and looked at her.

Empty, looks dull.

Gradually, he was immersed in that silence.

It was as if her emotions had infected him, and he couldn't get out of her emotions, crying with her, laughing with her, and bewildered with her.

He watched as she cut her finger, stained the thread with her own blood, and carefully embroidered it onto the work.

He cut his fingers too, and drew and pulled a thread across the wound.

The assistant exited the door silently, he only came in when delivering meals.

He watched his husband become more and more abnormal, and now he seemed to be really crazy.

He had to ask the doctor, what should he do in this situation?
Jin Dai embroiders herself, embroidering the work "Swaddling Baby" in her mother's workshop, her movements are the same as her mother's.

It is said that her daughter is a copy of her mother. When she was creating, she felt what her mother felt at that time.

I hope that mother can hear her heart and give her a little baby.

She closed her eyes and fell asleep by the window.

Small also leaned against the window, closing his eyes.

In his sleep, he had a strange dream of his mother who had been gone for a long time.

She tenderly made clothes for him, while he played with toys beside him.

He rarely thought of these warm images in his mind. His mother died young, and he felt that his love for his mother had faded long ago.

However, in his dream, he was extremely happy and satisfied.

There is no more boring life, no more looking for the meaning of living.

There is no need to find any stimulus to break this pool of stagnant water.

It turned out that he was unhappy because he was too lonely.

Suddenly, as if there was a sign, he woke up from his dream.

Before he came back to his senses, he saw Yin Quanlin holding Jin Dai in his arms and kissing her gently in the window.

He restrained his kiss, but he could see Yin Quanlin's excitement as a man.

Yin Quanlin picked up Jin Dai and carried her into the room, and the two of them didn't come out again.

Small's eyes were cold, he stood up and eased his numb legs.

After a while, he just walked down with heavy steps.

The assistant lowered his head outside the door.

He heard Mr. mutter something.

After thinking about it carefully, it seems to be "I want to lock her up to create for me".

The assistant was taken aback.

Young Master Yin is not easy to deal with. If the husband really wants to do that, he doesn't know who will win and who will lose in the end?
As soon as this idea came out.

Small felt very good.

Think about it, if Jin Tai is locked up to create, Jin Xiu is equivalent to holding Jin Xiu in his hands. Does he still need others to embroider for him?

No need at all!

When the time comes, he will keep her like a pet.

He will dress her up beautifully, as long as she is obedient and obedient, of course, to outsiders, he still hopes that she can show her little paws.

He never expected that the character he imagined was the current Yin Quanlin.

Jin Dai woke up in Yin Quanlin's arms, feeling extremely satisfied.

She arched in his arms, touched his face for a while, traced his nose for a while, or raised her head to kiss his chin.

Like a naughty kitten.

Yin Quanlin rubbed her hair with a good temper, it was rare to enjoy this moment of warmth with her.

Jin Dai got tired of crooked enough and just got up.

Yin Quanlin still has a meeting, so he left first.

Jin Dai had to communicate with Small about her mother's work first, and then send the two works to the exhibition hall.

She called Small, but before he could speak, he asked lightly, "I want to talk about your mother's beautiful painting! I'm going to see your work now."

Small appeared in 1 minute.

Jin Dai thought to herself that he must be next door for coming so quickly!

You won't be waiting for her all the time!
He saw her new work up close, and he noticed the work of "Swaddling Baby" that appeared in Jinxiu, a quilt for a baby, embroidered with red thread close to the baby's face.

The red line is dark.

Obviously the wound on his finger had healed, but now he was in a faint pain, like the feeling of a thread being drawn on the wound.

He even thought of his mother in the dream.

He lived a good life since he was a child, and he didn't need his mother to make clothes for him at all.

However, his mother always liked to make him a dress, knit a sweater or a hat.

His eye sockets are deep.

The size of this work is not as good as "One General's Achievement, Eternal Dryness" or "The Prosperity of Jinhe", but it hooks the few family affections in his heart.

Although it is not a masterpiece, it has become a masterpiece in his heart.

Jin Dai looked at Small for a while. Although she shouldn't talk too much out of politeness, she still couldn't help asking: "Why are you so down and out? Did you go to the trash?"

He couldn't get out of his emotions, so he didn't take good care of himself.

Looking at her again, she was as slovenly and unkempt as before, but now she has been cleaned up and is glamorous.

The clown turned out to be himself.

Angry and laughing.

Her mouth is so stinky, he won't let her have a good time.

He stood up, looked at her coldly and said, "I will take back your mother's work now, and I don't agree with you to exhibit it."

how about it?
Do you regret that you owed me just now?

come on!

Beg him well!