The gloves that people like him usually wear are all customized products from big brands!

He looked at her stunned look and added, "Just think that I let go of your best relatives. You should thank me."

She looked embarrassed, "But I... don't have the measurements I remembered back then." At first, in order to put gloves on him, she used a tape measure to measure the size of his hands for a long time.

Later, she didn't plan to wear the gloves again, so she threw away the paper with the size on them.

"If there is no size, then measure it again." He said directly.

She had no choice but to take out the tape measure again, then sat next to him and measured the size of his hand with the tape measure.

Naturally, her hand inevitably touched his.

Whenever her fingertips touched his hand, she would try to avoid it carefully. Even with the tape measure, she would pinch the edge with two fingers to measure the size.

He looked at her move with some sneer, "Last night, you were so bold, hugging me and kissing me, but now it seems that you don't even want to touch me. Why, touching me is nothing for you.

Is it a difficult thing?"

Ling Yiran's face suddenly turned red again, "I...I was drunk at that time..."

"So if you weren't drunk, you wouldn't even touch me?" He stared at her and asked.

She was suffocated, facing his mocking gaze, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

And he lowered his eyes lightly, covering the light in his eyes.

"Sister, one day, I will let you willingly take the initiative to touch me. Now, I will not ask you to stay with me, but believe it or not, one day, you will beg to take the initiative to stay with me.

By my side."

The cold voice was light, like chatting, but when it was heard in Ling Yiran's ears, it was like a thunder, which made her heart suddenly become confused.

Take the initiative to touch her willingly. Take the initiative to stay by his side.

How can this be?!

She and him were from two different worlds, not to mention... for her, the pain represented by the word Yi Jinli... was too much.

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Ling still came to the sanitation station in the afternoon.

Sister Xu looked at her haggard appearance and asked her with concern if she was sick or something when she took leave in the morning. She could only smile reluctantly and said that there was something wrong at home.

Ling Yiran felt an indescribable feeling at the thought of finishing the gloves before giving them to Yi Jinli.

In the evening, relatives from my mother's hometown called and said that my uncle and the others had all come out and had gone to see grandma in the ward. Grandma finally felt a little energetic.

However, the other party said that Ling Yiran should go back during the weekend and that we should discuss some matters regarding grandma's condition.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Yiran felt a little heavy. Now in her hometown, the only thing that worries her is her grandmother.

No matter what, she still had to go back on the weekend.

In the next few days, Yi Jinli did not appear in front of her again. Ling Yiran breathed a sigh of relief, then began to knit the unfinished gloves according to the size of his hand.

Although Yi Jinli didn't say when she would want it, she still wanted to finish knitting it as soon as possible. However, she had never knitted gloves before, so she was not very skilled and could easily make mistakes.

Once you make a mistake, you have to take apart a part and weave it again.
Chapter completed!