Supreme Pupillary Master:Peerless Eldest Miss

That woman must have never thought she would do that?

Night Qianming's heart is happy, and he is already looking forward to Luo Qingtong's expression when he comes back in the evening.

I don't know what that woman will do then?

Will you come to beg yourself pitifully?

"Oh."

Night Qianming chuckled and finally knew why Luo Qingtong was so skinny before.

This feeling is really not bad.

Especially when looking at Luo Qingtong, he feels depressed but has no way to take him.

Night Qianming's heart is more and more happy.

The radian of the lip angle is also getting larger and larger.

At this time, Luo Qingtong happily held the clothes in his hand and came in from the outside.

"Cough, brother, I have mended your clothes!"

The word "mend" was specially emphasized. Luo Qingtong's face was smiling and his heart was very happy.

Night Qianming looked at the smile on her face and immediately raised his eyebrow.

So fast?

His face was pale, and there was some curiosity in his heart.

Those people of the red fire mercenary regiment made it clear that this woman can't mend clothes?

How could it be repaired so quickly?

"Show me."

Looking at the brilliant smile on the boy's face, which couldn't be covered by the huge birthmark, night Qianming picked his eyebrow and stretched out his hand towards Luo Qingtong.

"OK!"

Luo Qingtong said, smiling and handed his clothes to yeqianming.

“……”

Night Qianming unfolded the clothes in his hands and looked at the sleeve that was almost poked into a sieve, a burst of silence.

"Did you mend it?"

The end of this sleeve should not be too tragic.

Not overnight, Qianming noticed the clothes in his hands that were still separated from his sleeves.

This woman just takes it to herself. Is she trying to break the bill?

Night Qianming raised his eyebrows and looked at Luo Qingtong with a cold hum.

"Of course not! This... Can be regarded as mending!"

Luo Qingtong said, Shua's hand and cut the other sleeve of the dress in yeqianming's hand symmetrically!

Now, both sleeves of this dress have been shortened.

When Luo Qingtong started, he didn't forget to cut the uneven part of the other sleeve torn by her.

Both sleeves will be the same... Short!

Night Qianming looked at the clothes that suddenly changed from long clothes to short robes, but the green veins on his forehead jumped straight because the clothes didn't match the style.

This woman!

"Is that what you call mending?!"

He bit his teeth.

Cut the sleeves on both sides of his robe and let him bare his arms. Is this a mend?

"Yes!"

Luo Qingtong looked at him with a smile and said with a sly and proud face: "you didn't say what to make up! How? I also helped you change the style of clothes and robes. Is it OK to make up like this?"

"Brother, I'm very sincere!"

Luo Qingtong said so, smiling more happily on his face.

What a genius she is!

Who says mending clothes can only be sewn?

She cut the sleeves on both sides into another dress style, which can be regarded as mending!

This is a good idea that Luo Qingtong came up with after thinking for a long time. It will be a burst of joy in his heart. He looks at ye Qianming and looks happy.

Night Qianming looked at her proud and cunning expression. He really endured it again and again, but he still didn't. He pulled her into his arms.

"OK! You did, well, well!"