The Vicious Fat Wife Dressed as a Disabled General

Chapter 98 Dresser

Di Qing was flustered with the naked eye, his eyes dodged for a while, but Jiang Zhinuan glared at him, he could only say: "Actually, I have something to tell you."

Jiang Zhinuan is not a quick-tempered person, but right now, her ass is on fire.

"I said, what are you waiting for? If you have something to say, hurry up!"

She has been holding it all afternoon, and she almost didn't hold it back!
"Then what? Why don't you come out with me first?"

Jiang Zhinuan carelessly pulled the shoes up, and tilted his neck: "Let's go."

Only then did Di Qing go out in one step before Jiang Zhinuan in his wheelchair, and Jiang Zhinuan followed him step by step, because he was angry and didn't bother to push him.

The bonfire outside was still burning, the weather was gloomy and there was no moon.

Jiang Zhinuan could only hold up a torch to illuminate it. Di Qing shook his wheelchair and went directly to the place where he worked during the day. There was a pile of wooden boards, and the outline of a table could be vaguely seen.

"Ok?"

Is this a surprise?
A round table that has just had such a rough shape, can it be regarded as a surprise?

Jiang Zhinuan looked forward to it all afternoon, and she was extremely disappointed in her heart. In fact, she knew very well that she should give Di Qing more encouragement. His legs are not convenient, and it is not easy to be able to do these things.

However, she is also a little woman, and she also likes romance. When the two children revealed that Di Qing was going to surprise her, she had already filled her heart with expectations.

There was disappointment, Jiang Zhinuan followed Di Qing, but Di Qing couldn't see the sad and lonely look in her eyes.

She lowered her head, stared at her toes, and buckled the three rooms and one living room on the ground.

Fortunately, she felt that she had lost a lot of weight, at least what she saw when she looked down was no longer her big belly, but her feet.

This can be regarded as giving her such a little comfort.

"How do you like it?"

Di Qing spoke suddenly, but Jiang Zhinuan didn't even lift her head. She thought Di Qing was asking her if she liked the unformed table.

She said a few perfunctory words: "I like it very much, you have worked hard."

There was no joy in her voice, Di Qing frowned slightly, and turned to look at her: "Do you not like the style? I can change it."

"No, it's just a table for eating. It doesn't matter if it's round or square, or it's flat or tall. It just needs to be able to eat. You don't need to change it. I like it very much."

"The dining table?"

Seeing that she was staring at her feet with her head down, Di Qing knew that she had misunderstood, so she hurriedly said, "It's not a table for eating, can you look up?"

Not a dining table?Jiang Zhinuan was also a little confused. What she saw just now was obviously a big round table. It wasn't for eating, what else could it be used for?
Since Di Qing asked her to look up, and Jiang Zhinuan was not good at being hypocritical, he raised his head.

"what!"

Jiang Zhinuan was surprised when he saw what was in front of him!

This is definitely a surprise, a super surprise, a dressing table that has been finely polished and even reflects light under the firelight stands there tightly.

There is no girl who does not love beauty, and the dressing table is simply a must-have for girls.

At the beginning, she only asked Di Qing to make wardrobes, tables and chairs. She didn't expect that Di Qing made a dressing table for her with his own hands, and the style was very beautiful and exquisite.

"How do you like it?"

This can no longer be answered with likes!

Jiang Zhinuan clenched her fists tightly: "I love you so much!"

After finishing speaking, she bent down excitedly and threw herself into Di Qing's arms. Before Di Qing could react, her little hand was already holding Di Qing's head, and smacked him on the forehead.

Forehead…

Di Qing blushed, and almost forgot to breathe at that moment.

Jiang Zhinuan just touched his forehead with soft lips like a superficial touch of water, and the next second, he turned around and circled the dressing table excitedly.

Di Qing even thoughtfully widened and reinforced the stool that goes with the dressing table, making it comfortable for a fat man like Jiang Zhinuan to sit on.

Moreover, a large space is reserved for installing the copper mirror.

Jiang Zhinuan touched it with his hands, and his small eyes became slits: "My God, do you want to install such a big bronze mirror? Would it be too wasteful?"

Di Qing replied very seriously: "No, the smaller bronze mirror, I'm afraid it won't be able to hold your face."

The air was condensed and quiet for a moment!
Di Qing is caring enough, but he is afraid that the small mirror won't be able to fit Jiang Zhinuan's fat face like a pig's head!
But these words, when he uttered them, why are they so unappealing? Jiang Zhinuan's joy just now has been extinguished, but it's a fact that she has a big face, and Di Qing is also seeking truth from facts, so she has nothing to say.

I can only say to him: "Thank you~"

Di Qing also realized that he had just told the truth in his heart, and now he apologized in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that..."

"Come on, I know I'm fat, what you're telling is the truth, there's nothing to be sorry about."

For the sake of today's perfect dressing table, Jiang Zhinuan didn't intend to argue with Di Qing.

A girl's mirror is never too big, even if she is confident that she will lose weight soon, the bigger the mirror, the better.

It's just that the price of this bronze mirror is extremely high. Ordinary people make small bronze mirrors by themselves. This big bronze mirror with half a person's size should cost a lot of money. Five taels of silver is paid, and there are still many places to use the money. The bronze mirror is not a necessity, so Jiang Zhinuan can only give it up for the time being.

"Thank you for the dressing table. I really like it. After the new house is built, we will move it to the bedroom."

"Bronze mirror, you can buy some fine copper, I can make it."

Jiang Zhinuan nodded: "Okay, when I'm done with this time, I'll buy refined copper. Before the new house is built, I won't be able to use the dressing table. It's better to make out the table and chairs first, so we can use them for dinner. "

Hearing what she said, Di Qing nodded in agreement: "Okay, I will also finish the wardrobe before the new house is built."

The cabin they temporarily lived in was really short and small, and it was not easy to move the dressing table in for the time being. Jiang Zhinuan rubbed it for a while before reluctantly going back to sleep with Di Qing.

This dressing table was indeed a surprise to her. After lying down, Jiang Zhinuan tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

She really didn't expect that Di Qing would secretly build a dressing table for her, remembering the kiss she had kissed on Di Qing's forehead just now when she was excited, Jiang Zhinuan's face turned red.

It seemed that Di Qing didn't dislike her kisses. It seemed that the relationship between them had made a qualitative leap.

Jiang Zhinuan touched his much smaller belly, and his heart tightened with joy. If things go on like this, they should be able to have a wedding night in the bridal chamber on the day the new house is built.

She silently set a small flag for herself, looking forward to the day when the new house was built.

In a daze, in her sleep, Jiang Zhinuan seemed to hear the sound of rain, she sat up suddenly, and woke up Di Qing who was sleeping next to the door.

"what happened?"

"It's raining!" Jiang Zhinuan pulled up his shoes and was about to rush out. Hearing the movement, it was raining quite heavily.

(End of this chapter)