After dressing as a female match, I counterattacked

Chapter 152 Damn willing

His complexion was getting worse and worse, and Zhiyun immediately changed the subject, "You probably won't be able to wear Zhifei's clothes, and now that Zhifei can't bring clothes up, I'll sew them for you with a needle and thread, don't be disgusted Just do it."

"Weaving and sewing, don't dislike it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took off the shirt on his body and handed it to Zhiyun.

Looking at the unobstructed scenery in front of you.

Zhiyun: "..."

The shirt in his hand was still warm.

Zhiyun couldn't help sniffing, it was completely subconscious, it had a very clear mint smell, it smelled very good.

As soon as he raised his head, he gave Shang Hanqing a fiery gaze, Zhiyun's small face froze, and he quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to smell it, and I can wash it for you after sewing the button, anyway, there is a drying Dryer."

Han Qing made a strong smile in his eyes, and asked her: "Then, do you smell anything?"

Zhiyun was about to shake his head, but finally said: "Well, it smells good, just like yours."

That answer is always right.

Sure enough, it pleased him very precisely.

Then he slowly approached her, Zhiyun retreated, he continued to approach, and put her wall on the closet door, "Zhizhi can smell me carefully to see if it smells to your liking."

Zhiyun: "..."

Ay Ya I gi! !
Dr. Han's two-faced personality shattered her three views.

"Stop making trouble, boy, put on some clothes quickly, it won't be good if you catch a cold later. I'll sew buttons for you, you wait for me obediently." She pushed him away, and then went to the drawer to find needles and threads.

All these needles and threads were prepared by the weaving mother in the drawer for her.

I want to find time to teach her female reds, but I can't find the time, and the original owner doesn't want to touch these things. It's still a brand new sewing box taken out of the drawer.

Zhiyun has done needlework once or twice, one is embroidery, and the other is sewing a doll for a little girl in an orphanage.

Pick up needlework, not too unfamiliar.

Picking up the button, she moved faster, and it was sewed in a few minutes, but it was far from the original version. She thought it would be fine as long as the button didn't fall off.

"All right."

She put down the sewing box and came over with the shirt.

Han Qingrang was wearing a trench coat, how long she sat there sewing, and how long he watched.

The moment she put the needle in, he knew in his heart that this dress would become a precious part of him, because it was a dress that Zhizhi had sewed the buttons on himself.

Taking the shirt over, he undressed and changed in front of her.

Just, button up...

Han Qingrang sat down, sat on the edge of the bed, and touched the quilt with his fingertips: "Zhizhi, come and help me buckle it."

Zhiyun, who was packing up the sewing box, turned around, "Do you want me to help you button the buttons?"

"Yeah." The smile on his face was harmless.

Zhiyun had no choice but to put away the sewing box and come over to buckle it for him.

"Well, you stand up, stand up so you can buckle up."

Han Qingrang didn't want to, but there was an eagerness in his tone: "Zhizhi, hurry up."

With this look, I really want someone to ravage him to relieve his anger.

How can you be so delicate!
But she was willing to pamper him.

This damn willing.

Suddenly realized that what he was looking for was not a boyfriend, but an ancestor...

There is no way, we have to rely on it.

Zhiyun sat down, sitting on the edge of the bed, reaching out to button his shirt for him.

When he buttoned it, his neck lifted slightly, revealing his protruding Adam's apple, which was clearly visible floating up and down.

Then, he slowly propped his elbows on the quilt, his neck was raised, and his bright red thin lips were slightly parted...

He was obviously just buttoning up buttons, but he showed an expression of enjoying himself...

　Ask for a recommendation ticket

　　Few people can resist such a boyfriend!

　　


(End of this chapter)