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One is dark gray, one is black and white plaid, and the other is pink.

Jiang Suisui liked them all and wanted to own them all. After thinking about it, she suddenly had an idea, "Mommy, I want this one."

She pointed to the black and white checkered one.

"Sure, no problem."

Jiang Tingxia handed her the scarf without saying anything.

Seeing how she couldn't let it go, Pei Zhili and Jiang Qixing looked at each other. She chose the black and white checkered one, which meant that one of the two boys had to choose the pink one?

Jiang Tingxia obviously thought of this as well. Suisui usually likes pink very much, but who would have thought that she didn't choose it this time.

But it’s not a big problem. No one stipulates that boys can’t wear pink scarves, right?

But to be fair, she suggested: "Xiao Li, you play rock-paper-scissors with Xiao Xing."

Pei Zhili disliked the childishness and said to Jiang Qixing, "You choose first."

Since he said so, Jiang Qixing didn't hesitate and directly chose the dark gray one.

Pei Zhili, “…”

He knew it.

Jiang Tingxia chuckled, "Xiaoli, then this pink one is yours. It doesn't matter, you're so handsome, you can pull off pink just fine."

"Well, I don't mind."

He really doesn't care about the color or what other people think. As long as it's knitted by his mother, he will wear it out.

After Pei Zhili finished speaking, he wrapped the scarf around his neck twice. The wool texture was very warm, as if his whole body was wrapped in warmth.

Jiang Tingxia reached out to adjust his scarf. You know what, with such a handsome face, the black baseball jacket paired with such a pink scarf is not only not weird, but on the contrary looks particularly good!

She praised sincerely: "So handsome."

"Really?"

Jiang Tingxia suddenly laughed out loud and reached out to pinch his face. "Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you?"

Oh, this face feels so good.

You have to do more now, otherwise it will be inconvenient to touch him when he gets older.

Pei Zhili breathed a sigh of relief and accepted this unexpected gift with satisfaction.

While Jiang Tingxia was helping the three children tie their scarves, Pei Yanzhou also changed his clothes and came down from upstairs.

He wore a dark grey stand-up collar sweater with a black long windbreaker. He was tall and long-legged, very handsome, and had a noble and extraordinary temperament. No wonder he still had a large number of fans across several age groups after his comeback after so many years.

Pei Yanzhou noticed at a glance that the three children were wearing scarves newly knitted by Jiang Tingxia. When he went to film and video-chated with her, he always saw her knitting scarves.

Pei Yanzhou couldn't help but say, "Wife, you are biased. Why do you only knit scarves for them? Where are mine?"

Jiang Tingxia glanced at him sideways, "Don't you already have one? The one I gave you before you joined the group was knitted by me myself. Have you forgotten?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten, but the more gifts you give me, the better. I won't think it's too much."

His self-righteous demeanor was truly shameless. Jiang Suisui puffed out his cheeks and said indignantly, "That won't do! One for each is fair. Dad, you can't make any special arrangements!"

Pei Yanzhou immediately became unhappy. These three little bastards were snatching Jiang Tingxia from him, which was becoming more and more excessive.

They wished Jiang Tingxia’s thoughts were all on them.

"Tsk, I'm her husband. How can I be the same as you? What's wrong with some special treatment?"