Shen Mingshu lifted her chin slightly and said with great pride, "Of course! My mother taught me. This is my very first time doing embroidery!"
Pei Jingheng stroked the messy stitches, utterly unable to tell what was embroidered on the fabric, yet he smiled broadly. Bringing it to the tip of his nose to sniff, he asked in surprise, "Is this my usual cedarwood cold scent?"
Shen Mingshu nodded. "I knew you liked it, so I specially went to buy it."
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