I can touch it, but I can't touch it!
"Well... this." Nia could only come up with a reason. "Because this is the first dress I gave to Maxwell, I must make it until I'm satisfied. Maxwell, let's try it later, okay?"
If there was no other way, she could make another one, although it would take some time
Although Maxwell was a little disappointed, she was an obedient and considerate child. When she heard that Nia had already sent the sweater away, she nodded unwillingly and said, "Oh."
He turned around reluctantly, lowered his head, and moved out step by step.
I'm like a candy that I should've gotten, but I missed a child that I didn't get...
Nia couldn't bear it. She went up to hug Maxwell again and kissed his forehead. "It's my fault this time. Don't blame me. I want to take out the most satisfactory sweater for you, so I want to change it. I promise you, I'll change it as soon as possible, okay?"
Maxwell nodded. "Yes."
