There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

"Meijiao, the new wool arrived in the department store today. Mom thought the pink color was good and bought it for you. Do you want to take a look?"

In order to create opportunities for her son and daughter-in-law to be alone together, Cao Qiuling tried her best to seduce her daughter with woolen yarn.

"Really? I like pink the most, show me quickly."

Sure enough, when Gu Meijiao heard that her mother had bought yarn for her, she immediately forgot about pestering her sister-in-law and happily went to look at the yarn.

"Let's go!"

Gu Changfeng put away his chill and took Zheng Xinyue's soft little hand and walked upstairs.

"Ha, so beautiful!"

Zheng Xinyue followed Gu Changfeng to their future new house. When the door opened, her eyes lit up.

The house has been repainted. It used to have old furniture, but now it has been put in styles designed by her. The furniture made by Gu Changfeng himself, crescent white, western style, clean and modern, made her feel like she was back in her modern home. , looked back at Gu Changfeng, who was looking at her with a smile, the joy and satisfaction in his eyes undisguised.

"Like it?"

Gu Changfeng kept looking at Xinyue's expression, and the reason why he asked her to come home was to surprise her.

"like."

Zheng Xinyue nodded vigorously and looked at Gu Changfeng happily, her watery eyes were like the rising Big Dipper, shining and watery.

"When did you do it?"

"I do something every day when I come back. Every day until midnight, my neighbors come to protest several times!"

Gu Changfeng looked at Xinyue with a smile. As long as she liked it, his hard work would have been in vain.

"Changfeng, you are really a genius!"

Zheng Xinyue held Gu Changfeng's arm, shook her head and praised her, using a tone of absolute admiration. Coupled with her crescent-shaped smiling eyes, Gu Changfeng's mind was shaken by the look in her eyes, which seemed to be profound. The intimidating Haiyang slowly lowered his head, his eyes locked on the rosy little mouth, and he got closer a little bit.

His breath was full of aggression, making Zheng Xinyue unable to escape, and she didn't want to escape. Her moist eyes looked at his perfect facial features magnified in front of her eyes, and she closed her eyes shyly, acquiescing to him not to talk to her.

"Second sister-in-law."

Just when the exciting moment arrived, Gu Meijiao ran into the room at an inappropriate time. Gu Changfeng quickly raised his head and shot his icy gaze at his sister:

"Don't knock on the door?"

"Forgot, I'll go back and knock!"

Gu Meijiao glanced at the blushing Zheng Xinyue and stuck out her tongue naughtily, then turned and ran out of the house and knocked on the door three times in a polite manner. The door was not closed in the first place, and there was no need for anyone to call in. Gu Meijiao Step into the house by yourself.

"I'm done knocking!"

Gu Meijiao smiled and said to the second brother with a stern expression.

This look is innocent and cute, which makes people unable to get angry even if they want to. It's like punching out, facing soft cotton, and using no strength.

Zheng Xinyue glanced at the embarrassed Gu Changfeng in a funny way. It would be too difficult for her to do bad things to her if she had a precious little sister.

"Sister Xinyue, my mother also bought you some wool. The rose red one is so beautiful."

Gu Meijiao was carrying two bundles of wool, one bundle was delicate pink and the other bundle was bright rose red, both suitable for the aesthetics of young girls.

"it's beautiful."

Zheng Xinyue took the wool, and it felt soft and rustling. It was 100% pure wool. This kind of wool was very expensive.

"Sister-in-law, I can't knit a sweater!"

Gu Meijiao pouted pitifully and acted coquettishly with Zheng Xinyue.

"I'll knit it for you!"

Zheng Xinyue smiled, the little girl is so mean-spirited, but if a person likes someone, her shortcomings are all advantages in her eyes. She especially likes her sister-in-law to rely on her and act coquettishly.

"It's time for you to get out."