After he had washed himself out of the bath, Luo Qingtong immediately took him out again.

At this moment, Ye Qian wrapped the towel around his lower body.

Luo Qingtong looked at it and burst into laughter.

This man is really...

Are you afraid that she will laugh at his small capital?

However, Luo Qingtong thought about it and suddenly made a mysterious discovery.

It's really possible for her to do such an immoral thing.

Forget it, just be patient and don't make this man too angry.

Although she looked at Ye Qian's delicate, cute, well-behaved and serious look, she couldn't help but want to bully him!

Luo Qingtong put Ye Qian on the bed, then went to get a blanket and wrapped him.

After a while, she took some needle and thread from outside, and then she started struggling with a small piece of fabric in her hand next to Ye Qian.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Qian was wrapped in a blanket and watched the actions in Luo Qingtong's hands.

Doesn’t this woman know how to sew and thread at all?

His clothes were tied up before, like a honeycomb.

Ye Qian watched as Luo Qingtong hissed and persevered in tying the fabric in her hand.

Is this woman practicing some weird acupuncture technique?

But what kind of stitches need to be practiced with needles and threads used for sewing clothes?

Ye Qian frowned.

When Luo Qingtong heard what he said, she immediately said angrily: "I'm sewing your underwear!"

As she said this, she suddenly hissed and took another breath.

There was nothing she could do, she pricked her finger again!

The acupuncture points were pricked so accurately, there was nothing she could do!

Luo Qingtong went crazy for a while.

She is such a useless female celebrity, what can she do?

Ye Qian's brows furrowed even more after listening to her words.

"What pants?"

"I already have underpants."

He frowned.

Next to the bed were the clothes Luo Qingtong had someone prepare for him. He would put them on after he dried them off.

What is this woman still fussing over?

Seeing that Luo Qingtong had almost pricked her hand with more than a dozen needles in the blink of an eye, Ye Qian moved to her side wrapped in a blanket and raised his hand to pick up the needle and thread in her hand.

"Stop pricking!"

Doesn’t this woman think of her own hands as her own?

Ye Qian looked a little angry.

"Just leave these things to the servants."

"You don't know how!"

As soon as his words came out, Luo Qingtong rolled her eyes at him.

"This servant doesn't know how to do it!"

"Besides, I taught them the free skills, and I did it myself with a lot of effort."

"It's not anything particularly troublesome!"

In fact, if it weren't for Luo Qingtong's female celebrity being so bad, it would have been done with just such a small piece of fabric in just a few clicks!

As she said this, she immediately dodged around to prevent Ye Qian from touching her needle and thread.

In the process, my hand was accidentally pricked again.

Ye Qian gritted his teeth as he watched, but he didn't stop her anymore.

After a while, Luo Qingtong was finally done.

She brought the small pants she had sewn in front of Ye Qian and gestured, then nodded and said: "Well, very good, just right!"

The sensual feeling from holding him before was indeed the best way to estimate the size!

After listening to her words, Ye Qian looked at the small piece of panties in front of him, and his face turned dark instantly!

"You've just been fussing here for a long time, and this is what you're doing?!"

He gritted his teeth and spoke almost word for word.

"yes!"

Luo Qingtong said matter-of-factly: "Don't you want to cover it up?"
Chapter completed!