"If you don't teach me, your gift won't be given to you!" He Ning smiled, opened a small corner of a little lady's flower bag and showed it to Zhang Shusheng, "There are still a few stitches left, if you teach me, I will sew it for you.

good."

"Damn!" Zhang Shusheng suddenly felt giddy with joy. There was actually a wallet in the little girl's private bag, and there was a girl in a dress embroidered on the wallet, who looked very similar to He Ning in front of him.

"Teach, of course I will teach. If anyone doesn't let me teach, I will beat him."

As dusk approaches, in the lotus pavilion under the setting sun, a man is playing a beautiful tune melodiously, sometimes making the extremely beautiful girl next to him smile.

A trace of golden light passed over the foreheads of the two people. Sometimes the girl lowered her head to embroider a few stitches on a delicate purse. Sometimes she was immersed in the music. Sometimes she turned her head to face the glow and stared at the man who was playing the harmonica with all his concentration.

The young man is in a trance.

The sunset is great, the dusk is great!

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The computer keeps crashing these two days, so I decided to spend my meal money to fix it during the holiday today~~Sorry for the problem with yesterday’s update. A big chapter of 8,000 words has been added. The pig-like fishermen don’t even bother to separate chapters to attract votes and earn clicks. This is considered an update.

A compensation for being slow.

Starting from the next chapter, we enter the second volume. It is very exciting. Many of the restricted areas in this volume will become a thing of the past. The fisherman promises to devote all his energy to writing without watering down or revising.

If you are satisfied, you will never update it, even if you work overtime until early morning every day.

One more thing to say, it’s really not that fishermen don’t want to write more. I have to go to work to support my family, pay rent and food, and I don’t want to type until the early hours of the morning. Oh, you know!

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Chapter completed!