At this moment, a soft cough broke the calm.
Erika and Lina looked back at the same time and saw the man stopped outside the pavilion, Lina quickly got up. "Miss, you embroider first, I need to be behind for a bit."
After Lina left, Samuel slightly pursed his lips, walked to the pavilion.
He looked at the embroidery on Erika's hand, and said to break the silence. "That person is right, you really are. embroidered very well."
Erika smiled nonchalantly, and continued the weaving motion in her hands. "Since when did you know about embroidery?"
Samuel sat down and looked up at his brows, as gentle and peaceful as ever.
He blinked, and said. "I don't understand the art of embroidery, but as long as you embroider it, it must be very good!"
A flash of love comes, which surprises Erika a little.
She inserts the needle into the embroidered satin at will, raising her eyes to meet Samuel's. "Why are you here, what's wrong?"
