Is he willing to accompany her to buy wool in the street shop?

"What? Don't want to buy it again? " Jiang Beichen looks at Song Xiaoya who is in a daze and reminds her.

"To go, to go, of course!" Song Xiaoya steps forward with a smile and jumps to the shop.

Jiang Beichen looks at her lively appearance, the corners of his mouth involuntarily evoke a smile, also strode to follow up.

The shop is really small and the appearance is not gorgeous enough, but the owner is very enthusiastic.

Seeing the guests coming, he came to greet them.

As soon as song Xiaoya said that he wanted to buy wool, he began to introduce the wool in the store.

Song Xiaoya finally chose a wool yarn, which feels very soft and warm. It's a good choice.

"Little girl, you really have vision. You must be a smart person. This kind of wool is pure wool. It's most suitable for knitting sweaters. It's very warm." The middle-aged female shopkeeper praised song Xiaoya.

Song Xiaoya a little embarrassed smile nodded, and then turned to look at the side of Jiang Beichen, asked him, "you see, what color do you want."

Jiang Beichen looked down at several colors of wool on the shelf, and his eyes subconsciously stopped at the colors of gray, black and dark blue.

"I think beige is good, don't you think?" Song Xiaoya suddenly picked up the off white wool, raised it in front of him and asked him.

Jiang Beichen's wardrobe seems to have never been this color of clothes, all are dark, there are a few white shirts.

Song Xiaoya now stands in the perspective of future professional designers, but thinks Jiang Beichen is very suitable for this color.

She thinks this kind of off white will make people look less rigid and softer.

Smell speech, Jiang Beichen swept one eye white wool, frowned tightly.

Just when song Xiaoya thought that he would definitely refuse, he suddenly said, "whatever."

Song Xiaoya felt a little surprised, and he finally got enlightened. Then, with a smile, she turned to the shopkeeper beside her and said, "I want this color of wool."

"OK, I'll wrap it for you." The shopkeeper immediately took out a bag to help song Xiaoya pack the wool and give it to her.

"That It's time to pay. " Song Xiaoya takes a look at Jiang Beichen, who is standing still beside him, and helplessly asks him for money.

She just found out that she forgot to bring money when she went out today

Seeing Jiang Beichen take a look at her, she thought he didn't want to, and quickly argued, "I'm going to help you weave..."

Before she finished, his wallet was in her palm.

She looked at the wallet in her hand and then at Jiang Beichen.

This is the first time that she has ever asked for money from a man outside her family. This man's name is Jiang Beichen, and now she is her husband in law.

Under the pressure of the strange feeling in her heart, she took the money out of her purse and handed it to the shop owner.

After paying the money, he returned the wallet to Jiang Beichen. They went out together. The shop owner looked at them with a smile, and then said to Jiang Beichen, "young man, you are very lucky! Now there are not many girls who can do handwork. If you can find a girlfriend who can knit a sweater for you, you should cherish it

After hearing this, Jiang Beichen's cold expression began to soften. He looked at Song Xiaoya. This woman is really clever.

However, song Xiaoya did not think so, a bit embarrassed to explain, "boss, you misunderstood, he is not my boyfriend, he is actually my cousin!"