It's hard to wash this hand-made scarf. Besides, he's one handed... She dares to dislike it!

"Forget it. I'll wash it." Gu Xiaoai said helplessly, "if you poke me down again, my scarf is not a third rate product, but a fourth rate product."

Wait.

Why does she love this scarf?!

All touched by other women!

“……”

Li Jue Feng stood so stiffly that she could not refute a word. His face was as ugly as it was ugly, and his broken lips were still stained with blood.

Gu Xiaoai opened the boiling water, washed away some foam, intended to wash the sad scarf again, and a long hand pressed her wrist.

"You, go away!" Li Jue Feng was tough, and his black eyes glared at her.

……

This man... Angry?

Gu Xiaoai looked at his face and said in a soft voice, "Li Jue Feng, it's enough for you to remember to wash the scarf. I'm already very happy. I'll do the rest."

It's a soft move. Try everything.

"If you say I wash, I wash! get out! Get out Li Jue Feng roared impatiently. This time, she didn't hit the sugar coated shell at all.

"Li Jue Feng..."

"Get out of here."

Li Jue Feng roared, pointing to the bathroom door.

“……”

Gu Xiaoai had to wash his hands and walked out of the bathroom. As soon as he came out, Li Jue Feng followed him.

Li Jue Feng strode to the head of the bed and pressed down the inside line, "buy me a washboard! Now? right off! At once

“……”

Washboard?!

Gu Xiaoai took a look at the time, very good, after midnight... He asked people to buy a washboard on the street.

"I don't believe I can't get a scarf!"

Li Jue Feng glared at her and then walked towards the bathroom.

"Bang --"

There was a loud noise.

The door to the bathroom slammed behind her, angry.

Gu Xiaoai sat to the bedside and looked at the closed bathroom door. He sighed helplessly.

I hope that tomorrow, her handmade scarf will not be full of holes

……

The next day, sunshine, a long scarf hanging high on the balcony, in the wind.

No, she imagined it was full of holes, but the scarf was hairy.

The quality of the wool she bought is very good, but now it's falling apart. How hard does he rub it on the washboard?!

It's really a scarf with tragic fate

Gu Xiaoai stood on the balcony looking at the scarf, with a lot of helplessness, but the smile on his lips had been hooked. When he looked back, Li Jue Feng was still sleeping in bed.

She forgot when he went to bed last night

A man struggling with a scarf in the middle of the night... Naive.

Gu Xiaoai stares at the man on the bed. He sleeps very deeply. The sun falls on the quilt and reflects on his face. He moves, and his hand habitually probes into the place where she used to sleep.

Without meeting her, Li Jue Feng still closed his eyes, but his brows twisted.

Gu Xiaoai stood on the balcony with a deeper smile in his eyes.

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……

"But I know what constellation you are."

"Huh?"

"Sirius."

"Gu Xiaoai, give me the gift of Sirius!"

……

Li Jue Feng is sure that her constellation is Sirius. She thinks her handmade scarf is a gift, but she also orders a crystal constellation.

Gu Xiaoai drove to the constellation store. As soon as he came to the store, he saw a piece of red paper pasted on the door.