Sitting at the table, Feng Yueya did some needlework while laughing,
"They care about you. Just let them have a few more glances at you."
Yun Shangyuan placed the threaded needle in front of her and started to thread another one.
"What do I need them to look at me for, as long as you look at me, that's enough."
And besides, they were a group of men. Being stared at by them all day made him feel uncomfortable.
Feng Yueya smiled but did not respond.
Looking up, she saw five threaded needles lying on the table and said with amusement,
"Stop threading, I can't use so many today."
"What should I do then?" He stopped his movements.
As for needlework, all he knew was how to thread needles.
"Don't do anything, go do your own stuff."
Yun Shangyuan shook his head, "I have nothing to do for myself; just let me help you."
Since he had woken up, he had become even clingier than before.
No matter what Feng Yueya was doing, he wanted to join in.
