Extreme Pupil Teacher: Miss Peerless

After he cleaned up the shower, Luo Qingtong immediately carried him out again.

Now Ye Qianying surrounded her lower body with that towel.

Luo Qingtong looked at it, and suddenly burst out laughing.

This man is really...

Are you afraid that she will laugh at him for being small?

But Luo Qingtong thought for a while, and suddenly Jijiong made a discovery.

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

Forget it, just be patient, don't mess with this man too much.

Although she looked at Ye Qianying's exquisite, cute, well-behaved and serious appearance, she couldn't help but want to bully her!

Luo Qingtong put Ye Qianyan on the bed, and then went to wrap him in a blanket.

After a while, she took a little needle and thread from the outside, and then beside Ye Qianyi, she struggled with a small piece of fabric in her hand.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Qianjiu was wrapped in a blanket, watching the movements of Luo Qingtong's hands.

Isn't this woman good at sewing?

His clothes were tied up like a honeycomb before.

Ye Qianji looked at Luo Qingtong while hissing, while perseveringly tying the fabric in her hand.

Is this woman practicing some weird acupuncture technique?

It's just that what stitches need to be practiced with sewing needles and threads?

Ye Qianji frowned.

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

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

No way, she stuck her finger again!

The acupuncture points are so accurate, she can't help it!

Luo Qingtong went crazy for a while.

What can she do if she is such a useless female celebrity!

Ye Qianjiu frowned even more when she heard her words.

"What pants?"

"I already have panties."

He frowned.

Next to the bed was the clothes that Luo Qingtong had prepared for him, and he would put them on after he dried himself off.

What is this woman still fussing about?

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

"Stop pricking!"

Doesn't this woman treat her own hand as her own?

Ye Qianyan looked a little angry.

"It's better to leave these things to the servants."

"You won't!"

As soon as his words came out, Luo Qingtong gave him a blank look.

"This servant won't!"

"Besides, I have taught them the idle kung fu, and I did it all by myself."

"It's not a particularly troublesome thing!"

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Luo Qingtong's female celebrity is so scumbag, just such a small piece of fabric can be done in two or three strokes!

As she said this, she immediately dodged left and right to prevent Ye Qianji from touching her needlework.

In the process, he was accidentally stabbed again.

Ye Qianyan gritted her teeth as she watched, whether she did not continue to stop her.

After a while, Luo Qingtong was finally done.

She moved the bottom of the trousers she had sewed in front of Ye Qianjiu and gestured, then nodded and said, "Well, it's very good, it fits just right!"

The sensuality of holding him before is really the best estimate of the size!

Ye Qianjiu listened to her words, and then looked at the little trousers in front of her, her face turned black in an instant!

"You have been tossing here for a long time just now, and you are just messing around with this?!"

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words almost word for word.

"yes!"

Luo Qingtong took it for granted and said, "Don't you want to cover it up?"

"It's better this way!"