Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

What Song Pingqing put into Murong Xue's hand was a stick about fifteen centimeters long, made of PVC material.

There is a very obvious dividing line in the middle of the stick-shaped object. When it is opened, it turns out to be a black fountain pen with eight-mm-diameter magnetic beads used as weights at both ends. If it is not a basic spinning pen, what else can it be?

Seeing that Murongxue's eyes were attracted by the pen spinning, Song Pingqing continued, "It's a little rough, but that's all I can do. You can just make do with it."

This kind of thing was very common among the children adopted by Song Pingqing when they went to school. It was almost standard for everyone to have one. However, in this timeline, no one has made pen spinning as a product.

Of course, Song Pingqing’s handmade products cannot be compared with those produced on an assembly line, but they do contain some ingenuity.

Murong Xue weighed it in her hand and then tried turning it twice. It really felt good and there was no risk of the ink spilling out of the pen. She felt a little better for a moment.

Ever since Murong Xue threw ink all over the place and affected a large group of people, Song Pingqing started to study this thing, from buying materials to adjusting the length and weight bit by bit. He made more than a dozen of them and it took him more than half a month to figure out what kind of feel would be most suitable.

Even the black fountain pen inside has been carefully selected, and it’s even imported. No matter how you turn it, the ink will not run out and you won’t be able to write.

For the things that the young lady wants to play with, it is not enough to just feel good. The appearance, practicality and safety must all be acceptable. It also needs to have a good lining to save face. Song Pingqing also had to worry about the paint issue, but after searching for a long time, he just couldn't find anything that was both safe and good-looking.

Finally, I saw younger kids eating paper crane candies, and that’s when I got the inspiration. I simply gave up using the coating and bought laser stickers instead, which I carefully pasted on bit by bit.

When you spin the pen in this way, a beautiful light will be reflected, which is very consistent with the Mary Sue character of the eldest lady.

Seeing that Murong Xue was quite interested in the pen spinning, Song Pingqing picked up his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight, shining it on the pen. As Murong Xue's fingertips moved, the outer shell of the pen immediately reflected a colorful halo, and it was obvious that the designer had put a lot of thought into it.

Murong Xue felt more satisfied for a moment. She turned the pen in her hand and her eyes inadvertently swept across Song Pingqing's fingertips, and her movements paused slightly.

"It should be quite troublesome to do this." Murong Xue's tone seemed casual, but her eyes fell on the small bandage wrapped around Song Pingqing's fingers.

"This?" Song Pingqing waved it quickly in front of her eyes. "It's just used as a cushion. It needs to be polished after all."

The little tiger had very good eyesight, and even though it was only slightly shaken, he could still see the tiny scratches left by the carving knife on Song Pingqing's fingertips.

Although it didn't cause blood to be seen, it was very fine.

Seeing that Song Pingqing was unwilling to say more, Murong Xue did not say anything and just kept it in her heart.

When Aunt Zhang saw Murong Xue coming out of Song Pingqing's room spinning a pen, and noticed the special nature of the pen, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth slightly.

Aunt Zhang: I thought that getting ink on clothes was the end of the pen spinning behavior, but I didn’t expect that this person really spoiled her. It’s true that the daughter of a wealthy family has always been surrounded by flatterers since childhood.

However, the "flatterer" Song Pingqing didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior.

It just allows Murong Xue to play with the toys that future children will play with ten years in advance. It is not flattery at all.

Song Pingqing: Could it be that my eldest daughter doesn’t have the toys she wants to play with yet?

When returning to school after the weekend, Gu Zongnan saw Murongxue spinning a pen and subconsciously wanted to avoid her. However, he suddenly felt that the thing in her hand did not seem like a pen.

Gu Zongnian immediately came forward to take a closer look, and quickly asked three questions like a child who wants a new toy: "What is this? A new toy? Where did you buy it?"

The action was done smoothly and in one go, and you couldn't tell at all that this man was already the largest shareholder of a certain technology group.

For children from wealthy families, there is a huge gap between children’s behavior and commercial behavior.

Seeing that Gu Zongnian liked it so much, Murong Xue curled her lips slightly with pride and said, "You can't buy the handmade custom version."

The sentence "You can't buy it" instantly aroused Gu Zongnan's desire to win. Lian Lian asked for a long time but was unable to get Murong Xue to tell him who the toy manufacturer was.

When Song Pingqing came over with the kettle, what he saw was the scene where Gu Zongnan pestered Murong Xue to borrow a pen to play with, but Murong Xue refused to lend it to him.

...It's a good thing that Wu Qiming is not back from filming a TV series, otherwise tomorrow's news headlines would be: Shocking! The two largest shareholders of Xingyao Group are fighting over a pen!

Song Pingqing shook his head, threw this absurd scene out of his mind, and placed the cup in front of Murong Xue: "Drink water, 200 milliliters."

Murong Xue steadily spun the pen back into her palm and stopped it steadily, then picked up the cup of water and sipped it.

Song Pingqing: As long as the little tiger is coaxed, it will be extremely well-behaved and adorable.

Murong Xue finished drinking the water and continued to spin the pen happily.

When Shen Ci came back with the new case file of the Baihua College Law Society, he accidentally saw what Murong Xue was holding. He said "Huh" softly and said to Song Pingqing, "Isn't this what you made a few days ago? It's actually a toy?"

After these two sentences, Murong Xue stopped moving her hands, Gu Zongnan's eyes lit up, and Song Pingqing's scalp went numb.

Pig teammate!!!!

Under Murong Xue's "death stare", Shen Ci took a few steps back and sat in his seat like a quail, not daring to say anything more.

Song Pingqing successfully and without surprise heard Gu Zongnian's cry: "Brother!! I want one too!!!"

Song Pingqing sighed deeply and feebly. He was about to decline by saying that he had run out of materials, but suddenly remembered that he would need Gu Zongnian soon. He could only face Murongxue's cold eyes and replied, "It depends on your performance."

Murong Xue: It turns out I’m not the only one who has this problem.

So the little tiger's face was not good, and his eyes swept across Song Pingqing's hand fiercely: "Are the wounds on your hands healed?"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Song Pingqing laughed dryly a few times, subconsciously curled up his fingers to cover the scars on his fingertips, and then leaned close to Murong Xue's ear and whispered, "Just give him any useless one."

Murong Xue didn't expect that there were still some that were ruined, so she asked casually, "Oh? How many did you ruin?"

Song Pingqing thought for a moment and said, "There are probably three or four that can be used for rotation, but none of them look good. One of them had a flaw that could not be covered up after being applied, and the other two had the laser paper applied and was ruined, so they were wrinkled."

There are three or four of these?

"Then how many of them are broken and can't be turned?" Murong Xue asked again.

What happened to this little tiger today? Why is he still digging into the matter? ?

"That's too many, let's say at least seven or eight." Song Pingqing thought about it and was not sure.

At that time, she was so busy doing handicrafts that she was almost angry. Who had the mood to count how many she broke?

Song Pingqing bought quite a lot of pens for this purpose. Even if he went to an ordinary junior high school, it would be difficult for him to use them all up in two years.

If you pass by Mixue Yuecha’s office next time, throw it in and let them use it.

Song Pingqing thought he would have to coax Murong Xue a few more times, but unexpectedly, after answering these two questions, the little tiger coaxed herself.

For a moment, I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh in my heart: Your heart is really hard to predict.