Although he was back in the evening, it was already late at night when Ning Jingyuan actually arrived home.

Because he thought that Xiao Alpha should have already fallen asleep, he deliberately made a lighter voice when he opened the door.

But when he opened the door, he found that the lights in the living room were still on, and a gentle light leaked out along the crack of the door.

Then the little alpha, who was still sitting cross-legged on the sofa, raised his head when he heard the sound, and smiled softly at him: "Are you back?"

"Yes." He responded as he walked over: "Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Well, the thing is not finished yet." The girl then rubbed her eyes like she was sleepy, and then asked him, "Have you had dinner?"

"Yeah." Ning Jingyuan originally thought that the girl was still staying up late to knit a scarf, but was about to say something, but found that the wool basket was packed and placed aside by the girl. At this moment, the sofa table was spread out on the table with some tools, steel wires and several yarn balls of different colors, mainly green, white and milky yellow.

What the girl was holding in her hand was a disk that had been woven most of the colors, with green, yellow and brown gradients of varying shades, about the size of a palm. What the girl was knitting at this moment was the golden brown layer on the outermost circle.

Seeing that the young man had his eyes on the knitting fabric in his hand, the girl waved the disk of wool knitted in his hand, then bent her eyes and asked him: "Guess what I'm knitting?"

Ning Jingyuan looked carefully for a while, then looked at the steel wire on the table, but still couldn't see what it was for, so he said a relatively large range: "Mat?"

"No." Seeing that the young man could not guess, the girl seemed a little proud: "I'm making sunflowers."

What she was holding was the sunflower tray. When the brown circle outside was weaved, she could start weaving the petals.

Ning Jingyuan poured himself a glass of water, then helped the girl fill the water cup, and then asked her: "Why do you want to make a sunflower?"

"I'm making a gift." Yan Xin reached out to grab a darker ball of brown yarn, then connected it with the previous yarn, and said without raising her head: "Because I'm going to go the day after tomorrow, thanking Chang Lan."

Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered something and said to Ning Jingyuan: "Mr. Ning, I made an appointment with Chang Lan to visit the afternoon of the following day. Is it convenient for you?"

Today, because Ning Jingyuan said that she was not convenient for her to go out for the time being, Yan Xin and Chang Lan made a milk tea appointment.

Yan Xin had to make an appointment with Chang Lan to visit her house. Ning Jingyuan said on the phone that he could visit her any day after tomorrow, so Yan Xin simply made an appointment with Chang Lan the most recent afternoon.

"Okay." Ning Jingyuan sat down next to the girl and asked, "Are you planning to make a gift?"

"Yes." Yan Xin nodded: "I've been doing it for the whole afternoon."

Since she separated from Chang Lan in the morning, Yan Xin was thinking about what gifts to Chang Lan when she came to the door.

After thinking about it all morning, I decided to weave a sunflower for Chang Lan himself.

She originally wanted to weave orchids, but she had never weave orchids before, and the orchids' flowers and leaves were very trivial, so she couldn't get enough to send them out the day after tomorrow.

Seeing the young man sitting aside, Yan Xin talked about what happened today with Ning Jingyuan in a row.

After briefly talking about the process of talking to Chang Lan, I started talking about the fact that the wire was not good to cleave when she weaved the sunflower flowers in the afternoon.

When she said this, she suddenly stopped, then looked at Ning Jingyuan, and her eyes were brightly looked at Ning Jingyuan.

"Mr. Ning." She asked expectantly: "Can you twist iron wire? Can you help me twist one? It's very simple. Two strands are twisted into one strand, and I want to make a flower stem."

She had tried twisting iron wire before, but her hands might not have the strength and they were twisted when twisted. Even if they were wrapped in wool, they would look very ugly.

Ning Jingyuan looked at the clock and said, "It's already twelve o'clock, don't you plan to go to bed anymore?"

"Ah, it's already so late?" Yan Xin also looked at the clock and accelerated the movement in her hand: "Then I'm going to get faster."

Tomorrow she still has a bunch of petals and leaves to weave, so she must finish weaving the flower plate today. However, considering that Ning Jingyuan has been busy for a day, she gave up on the idea of ​​letting Ning Jingyuan trowel iron wire: "Mr. Ning, why don't you go to bed first. Thank you for your hard work today."

The young man looked at the girl for a while, knocked his fingers on the handrail of the sofa, and seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly changed his mind and reached out to grab the wire on the table: "How long do you want?"

"Hmm?" The girl stopped the flower plate in her hand, looked at the young man's expressionless face carefully, and thought for no reason that he had a tired heart, and quickly said: "No, I'm kidding, you'd better go to bed first, I can do it myself."

But the young man had cut a piece casually: "Is this long enough?"

"Absolutely." Seeing that the young man cut another piece, the girl nodded helplessly and confirmed again: "Don't you really not go to sleep?"

Ning Jingyuan's answer was to start slowly and help her to twist the two iron wires into a stream according to the girl's wishes.

For a moment, the atmosphere became quiet, and there were only rustling sounds, which were quite harmonious.

Just as Yan Xin was about to weave the flower plate, she suddenly heard the young man speak lightly: "What are you going to deal with the pheromone on your sunflower?"

Yan Xin turned to look at Ning Jingyuan with some confusion, and then Ning Jingyuan continued: "You have been making it up for a day and have not sprayed inhibitors. Do you guess what the sunflower smells like."

Yan Xin:???

She turned her head in shock and looked at Ning Jingyuan.

She didn't think of this at all!

So now this sunflower is alpha pheromone-flavored?!

She asked quickly: "Is it useful to spray the inhibitor directly up?"

"You can try it." Ning Jingyuan said: "But you may have to soak it in an inhibitor."

Yan Xin:...

Why is this world so unfriendly?

Yan Xin looked at the flower plate she had made in her hand for the whole day, and she wanted to cry: "What should I do?"

Ning Jingyuan pressed his thumb against the wire without using pliers, but he bent it calmly and suggested in a low voice: "Another gift?"

"for example?"

"Don't she likes to drink milk tea?" Ning Jingyuan said: "Then bring her two cups of milk tea."

Yan Xin:...

Yan Xin looked at Ning Jingyuan's face for a while, and finally realized that Ning Jingyuan might be about 80% unhappy.

But, but Chang Lan is an alpha? Will she be unhappy if she does this?

She quickly simulated in her mind what kind of nature would it be if she gave a gift from her own person to a homosexual in her original world? Will it make her omega boyfriend unhappy?

Since she is an alpha, she can apply it to this problem in this way.

A boy who has always liked to dress up as a man was helped by a boy B, so he decided to give this boy B a handmade gift. So will this boy A's girlfriend be angry?

This question is simply a terrible twist. Yan Xin sorted it out for a while but couldn't know the conclusion.

It seems that you can be angry or not?

but--

Yan Xin glanced at Ning Jingyuan and felt that her omega boyfriend should be very angry.

She looked at her flower plate and carefully placed it on the table.

"I'm sorry." She apologized softly: "I won't give it to you."

She was really not familiar with this world and didn't know what would make Ning Jingyuan unhappy.

Seeing that Xiao Alpha's face was obviously confused about the status quo, she still chose to apologize to him softly, and Ning Jingyuan couldn't even get angry.

The young man's voice was a little helpless: "You really don't know what the gift of bringing pheromones means?"

After receiving the young man's angry reminder, Yan Xin quickly read the memories of the original owner in her mind, and finally remembered the meaning of the pheromonal gift.

For people in this world, the meaning of pheromone is unquestionable. When reading, there are often boys and girls using letter paper and gifts with their pheromones to express their love.

Generally speaking, gifts made by yourself will contain the producer's pheromones, and therefore they are usually used as tools to express love.

Yan Xin:...

She looked at the flower plate on the table.

So what she did was not a gift of gratitude, but a token of love?!

It’s a pity that Ning Jingyuan can still be so calm about the iron wire, and it’s probably going to be furious if he doesn’t want to be someone else.

Even though I was holding the wire with bare hands, I couldn't tell how to calm down.

Or this is common sense in the world, but she really didn't realize it!

"Don't be angry." The girl seemed a little disgusted: "I really don't know."

She just thinks that giving handmade gifts can be more gratitude.

After all, she can't afford other gifts, qaq

"You don't know if you gave me a scarf?" The young man knocked on the handrail: "Then how many scarves have you given?"

I am very skillful in knitting techniques, and I don’t know how many scarves I gave me to practice.

Yan Xin:...

She is really hard.

It is obvious that I tried to fall in love for the first time in two lives, why was it misunderstood that it was Aquaman?

When she was watching various boyfriends' desire to survive in the past, she really never thought that this kind of proposition would be her turn.

So the question is, in this case, what posture should she use to survive to prove her innocence?

Finally, Yan Xin had to answer dejectedly: "It's really not. This is the first time I've given someone a scarf in my life, I swear."

Even in her previous life, she only gave it to the same sex, and never gave it to the opposite sex at all.

Seeing that Ning Jingyuan still did not express her feelings, she had to come up and make a serious promise again: "And I will remember this time, and I will never give me gifts made by others again."

"I'll give you all the gifts I'll make in the future, okay?"
To be continued...