Chapter 932 Your Happiness Is My Happiness

Li Man was tricked by He Junhao, which really made Yun Xiangxiang feel more deeply about Song Mian's kindness to her.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Song Mian's kindness to her was beyond count. Yun Xiangxiang thought about what she could do for him.

After thinking about it for a while, looking at Song Mian who took care of all the kitchen work every day and made her round, she suddenly felt a little depressed.

I found that she didn't seem to be a qualified girlfriend, at least she didn't do any housework.

Can someone else's girlfriend reward her boyfriend's stomach, because she can't do anything at all!

In terms of kitchen, she has no talent in her life. She is better than having a pair of skillful hands, but she can also do some small handicrafts after turning over and over again.

In recent years, Song Mian's birthday, their special anniversaries, and the family plot of Qixi Festival have hollowed out her little skills these days.

Time to learn some skills for your boyfriend.

After dinner that day, Yun Xiangxiang said to Song Mian, "Does your family have a dedicated master tailor?"

She never buys clothes for Song Mian because she can tell that Song Mian's clothes are all unique and cannot be bought in the market. This kind of clothes cannot be made by any brand, and there is no brand logo on the clothes , then it is not haute couture.

She didn't say a fashion designer, but a tailor. Tailor is not demeaning, it's a Chinese tradition to honor the master who makes clothes. She believes that the master who made clothes for Song Mian must be more willing to call her that. .

"Why do you ask that suddenly?" Song Mian was curious.

"I want to learn." Yun Xiangxiang didn't go looking for someone by himself anymore, the technical content was definitely not as high as Song Mian's here.

If you want to learn, then learn the best.

She thought very clearly, learned the craft of making clothes, and she could make clothes for Song Mian in different ways in the future.

There are also parents, Uncle Song, and even two younger brothers.

No matter how poorly she did it, in comparison, in their hearts, she was thousands of times better than the high-end customization she did.

"What made you so interested?" Song Mian was even more curious.

Yun Xiangxiang is eager to learn, but he is not very ambitious. He thinks that she is omnipotent and wants to have a hand in everything.

Even though she was really interested in some skills, she didn't really put them into action.

Unless it involves filming, she will be very serious and persevering when it comes to the field of filming that needs to be expanded.

Song Mian frowned and thought about it. Recently, Yun Xiangxiang has been on the set of "Couple". She doesn't seem to have any other jobs, or does she have a new plan? Didn't she start preparing for "Flying Apsaras" more than a year in advance?

Yun Xiangxiang touched the clothes on his body with his hands, and his eyebrows and eyes looked very gentle under the soft light: "I want to make clothes for you, and I want to feel how much satisfaction you can bring me when you wear the clothes I made one day. .”

In fact, Yun Xiangxiang has a woman's nature, and wants to bring touch and warmth to the man he loves.

She can't cook anymore. In terms of basic necessities, food, housing, and transportation, she can't provide better than Song Mian's original ones in her life. Only clothes can still intervene. Late, but she will go the extra mile!

Just like in the cold winter, when a mouthful of scalding water poured down his throat, Song Mian's whole body seemed to be wrapped in a hot spring.

Warm and gentle, that feeling made his heart tremble.

He pulled Yun Xiangxiang into his arms and hugged her tightly. Song Mian, who had always been self-controlled and extremely restrained, was so excited that he lost his grip on his strength, strangling Yun Xiangxiang almost out of breath. Come.

Yun Xiangxiang was taken aback by this enthusiasm that seemed to want to rub himself into his flesh and blood.

Yun Xiangxiang was stunned for a moment, feeling that she was still unable to breathe, so he stretched out his hand and punched Song Mian twice.

Only then did Song Mian calm down, and let go of Yun Xiangxiang a little, but still hugged her tightly, and whispered in her ear, "I don't want you to work so hard."

It was enough for Yun Xiangxiang to have this kind of heart. Song Mian never wanted Yun Xiangxiang to pay for him or change anything for him.

He likes Yun Xiangxiang, and he is sure that she also likes him wholeheartedly, so he just needs to enjoy what he has done with peace of mind.

Song Mian's words made Yun Xiangxiang's heart tumbling in the hot pot. She clasped her hands behind his shoulders, pressed her face gently against his firm chest, and asked him softly, "A Mian?" , why do you always like to cook for me?"

"I want you to be happy." Song Mian replied purely, "Your happiness is my happiness."

"I want you to be happy too." Yun Xiangxiang said.

"I'm happy right now."

"No, I want you to experience the joy that I feel every time you cook for me carefully, and then from your happiness, experience the kind of happiness that is happy because of my dedication."

The love words like a tongue twister made Song Mian laugh until his eyes melted with warm water: "Do you have to learn it?"

"I have to learn." Yun Xiangxiang raised his head and nodded seriously, "Actually, I can ask Sister Yang for advice."

Deng Yang is a famous fashion designer.

On the one hand, Yun Xiangxiang didn't want to hide Song Mian, the two of them were together every day, and when they were apart, most of Yun Xiangxiang was filming on the set.

There is no time to toss, and it is unrealistic to want to create surprises. This is not something that can be learned in a day or two or a month or two.

The second is that Yun Xiangxiang doesn't want to waste Deng Yang's time, and the third is that he wants to learn from the master who makes clothes for Song Mian every day, so that he can better understand the fabrics and styles that Song Mian likes every day.

"There are so many ancient traditions in your family. I remember that in the past, when a new daughter-in-law came in, didn't she have to make clothes for her father-in-law and mother-in-law?" Yun Xiangxiang asked again while Song Mian was thinking, "I asked you last time, If there are any rules at home, I feel that your request seems too simple."

"It's a new era, of course we have to keep pace with the times." Song Mian held Yun Xiangxiang's hand, saw that she was not satisfied with this answer, and told her the truth, "Rules are dead, it depends on whether there are more or less The request of the man's family. My father and I are the two in charge of our family, so there are no so many rules."

If there are many people in the family, rules must be needed, and there is no such thing as a circle without rules.

The rules are not to put on a show or to find fault with the bride, but some things are not agreed in advance. If there are too many people and taboos or mistakes are made, it is extremely difficult to restrain and it is not easy to deal with them impartially.

Their family has been single-handed for several generations. Whether they make mistakes or not, they are the closest members of the family. There is no need to set an example for younger siblings, and there is no need to use rules to maintain balance. Even if there is something inappropriate, what can the family not tolerate?

"So it's like this..." Yun Xiangxiang attended Hua Yuefei's engagement banquet, but Yun Xiangxiang has heard a lot about the rules of marrying a bride in Xiangjiang's wealthy family, "I think if I meet you, I will fall into the lucky nest inside!"