"Now, I'm telling you, if you peek now, you'll do it at your own risk."
[Actually, I've already seen everything. I used my ability just before coming up.]
"I understand." Wei Lai responded, but his inner thoughts were completely exposed.
In an instant, Qingting's entire body turned red from her neck to her face.
"Xiaoting?"
"Don't talk, just help me zip up."
Qingting lowered her head, feeling like her heart was about to jump out.
This idiot, how come he became so messy?
"Why did you think of coming here today?"
"I sent you a WeChat message, and if you didn't reply, I'd come over to check it out."
Qingting sewed the zipper herself. When Wei Lai pulled it up, he found it was quite sturdy and couldn't help but admire it.
[My girlfriend is really good at everything she learns.]
It's no use praising me now. Let me think about how to punish you.
Qingting lowered her head and thought about Wei Lai's thoughts just now.
It’s not that she cares that Wei Lai sees her body.
But it was so embarrassing that he suddenly showed up uninvited and didn't even knock on the door, leaving me completely unprepared.
"Xiaoting, can you straighten your back? You can't pull it up like this."
"oh."
Wei Lai thought Qingting was just shy because she wasn't wearing any underwear, so he reminded her.
Although she is a lot fuller now than when she was in the first year of high school, she cannot be called fat at all. She is still very thin where she should be thin, otherwise the clothes she made herself would not be able to be pulled up in the first place with such a thin waist.
After Qingting stood up, Wei Lai found that she was still a little short.
"Xiaoting, try exhaling."
"Um."
Following Wei Lai's instructions, Qingting slowly exhaled all the air in her lungs.
Kula...
The zipper was finally closed.
"alright."
"real!"
Hearing the handle of the clothes being pulled up, Qingting was overjoyed. She touched the zipper and turned around excitedly.
"Let me tell you, this is the dress I plan to wear for our wedding photos. From the raw materials to the cutting and sewing..."
Qingting was just about to share with Wei Lai the joy of making this dress when she heard the sound of fabric tearing.
Starting from the sewing line of the shoulder, a large piece of fabric hung down in front of the chest.
Wei Lai averted his gaze.
"I still suggest you do it again."
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