"Huahua, did you need something?" It's no wonder Political Commissar Yu asked this question. Yao Hua is very simple and shy when it comes to relationships. Unless she has something to say, she rarely takes the initiative to contact Political Commissar Yu.
"Um."
Yao Hua held a white shirt in her arms and nodded earnestly and obediently at Political Commissar Yu.
Her words amused Political Commissar Yu. "Come and sit down. Just say what you need to say."
"I……"
Yao Hua hesitated for a moment, then walked over and shoved the shirt she was holding into his arms. "These are the clothes I made for you today. Try them on and see if they fit."
This is a piece of fabric left over from making clothes last night. Yao Hua made two shirts, one for Jiang Zheng and the other for Political Commissar Yu.
As for why they didn't make clothes for Battalion Commander Lu, Yao Hua felt that Battalion Commander Lu's clothes should be made every month.
She had already cut up the remaining fabric; the rest was up to Yueyue.
Looking at the shirt in his arms, Political Commissar Yu's eyes were full of surprise. "Our Huahua is really capable. This shirt is very well made."
The style of this shirt is quite different from what's popular on the market. Commissar Yu took it to his bedroom to change into it, and he couldn't suppress the smile on his face. His family's Huahua's craftsmanship is really good. This shirt fits him perfectly. Compared to this, all the clothes he used to wear are nothing.
Thinking of Yao Hua sitting in the living room, Political Commissar Yu deliberately unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, exposing his neck and chest area, and then cleverly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his powerful arms.
He always saw married men in the army dressed like this, and said that their wives all liked them dressed like this.
Therefore, Political Commissar Yu felt that Yao Hua would definitely like him dressed like this...
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