In fact, there is another point that Wei Lai didn’t say.
Since you made the clothes yourself, why don’t you measure your chest size in advance?
Fortunately, it happened in front of him. If the clothes had torn when I wore them outside, that would have been really bad.
But he didn't dare say it in front of his girlfriend.
Afraid of being beaten.
"I'll do it again, but you're not allowed to go home tonight."
"Huh?"
Qingting ran to the bed immediately, picked up her clothes to cover her chest, and said with a flushed face and puffed cheeks.
Wei Lai was very confused. He didn't know how to make clothes, so why keep him?
Looking at the sky outside, I estimated that Qing Qishu and An Baoer would be back in an hour or two.
"You want me to stay and help you?"
"Otherwise, you go out now... Don't leave, or I won't pay any attention to you."
Qingting pushed Wei Lai out of the door and gave him some instructions before closing the door.
He stood at the door for a long time before Qingting opened the door and let him in.
This time when he returned to the room, Wei Lai felt much more relaxed.
Xiaoting had put on her clothes again and had taken off her torn dress and put it on the bed.
I remembered that she said she wanted to wear this dress as her wedding dress for her wedding photos.
Wei Lai didn't dare to look at it carefully just now, but now he can pick it up and take a look.
From the overall perspective, it is not much different from ordinary wedding dresses, but the use of red silk threads in some details makes it look really unique.
"Xiaoting, how long did it take you to do this?"
“It took a week to learn and prototype, and then another week to get it right.”
Seeing that her nearly half a month's hard work had turned out like this, Qingting couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"Tell me, how do you want me to help you? Don't treat me like a human being."
Seeing his girlfriend so sad, Wei Lai had to show his courage as a boyfriend.
From now on he is just an emotionless tool.
"You said that yourself."
Qingting's eyes immediately lit up. She pulled Wei Lai to the new computer that Qingqi had bought for her and opened a draft drawing.
"Since the dress starts to unravel from the shoulders, I plan to make it this way."
"A one-shoulder wedding dress, isn't it a little too revealing?"
Seeing the style of the wedding dress, Wei Lai felt a little resistant, but when he turned around and saw that his girlfriend's face was puffed up again, he had to compromise.
"I'll listen to you and I'm just a tool, okay?"
[At worst, I could just bring an extra coat and take it off during the photo shoot. It only takes a moment.]
Hearing that Wei Lai also agreed in his heart, Qingting smiled again.
"Okay, now we want to start marking out the lines and trimming off the excess."
"Eh? Do you want to start modifying this skirt directly?"
"You think making a wedding dress is that easy? Do you know how many nights I stayed up all night?"
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Wei Lai originally thought that all he had to do was draw the line and cut off the sleeves, but he didn't expect Xiaoting wanted more.
She repeated the design of the lines many times and started over again at every turn.
He also began to understand why Xiaoting made wedding dresses in so many smaller sizes.
Her focus is all on whether the wedding dress looks good or not. Maybe the wedding dress fits her well at the beginning, but after she keeps modifying it, the size gradually becomes distorted.
…
Time passes by little by little.
When Qing Qishu and An Baoer returned home, they reluctantly finalized the first modification plan.
At the doorstep, when An Baoer saw Wei Lai's shoes, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.
He shouted upstairs, "Xiaoting, since Wei Lai is here, let him stay at home for dinner."
"Mom, can I let him stay at home overnight?"
Upon hearing this, Qing Qishu couldn't hold it in anymore. Just as he was about to speak, his mouth was covered by his wife.
"Sure, but where does he sleep at night?"
"My room."
"What about clothes for the evening?"
"I told him to go home and get it now."
"Well, let him stay here overnight."
The smile on An Baoer's face became brighter and brighter, only Qing Qishu's expression was not very good.
Even without her daughter's ability, An Baoer knew what her husband was thinking.
While bending down to change her shoes, she persuaded him, "Husband, when we signed the guarantee letter, didn't we say we wouldn't interfere with their relationship? Our daughter is already eighteen years old, and she'll be nineteen in a few months."
"You can't keep giving that kid a cold shoulder forever. It's time to truly accept him."
"I see."
Qing Qishu's expression improved a little, as if he had thought of something. Without changing his slippers, he turned and walked out the door.
"Where are you going, husband?"
"Go buy some wine."
Wei Lai came down from upstairs only after Qing Qishu left.
When An Baoer called out just now, he wanted to respond.
But Xiaoting suddenly hugged him from behind, covered his mouth tightly, and only let him go after it was too late.
At this time, he already regretted coming to Xiaoting's house. He felt like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth and was completely taken advantage of by her.
Standing in front of An Baoer, Wei Lai's feet, which were only wearing socks, rubbed against each other uncontrollably.
"Sorry, Auntie, I'm disturbing you."
"It's okay. We have never treated you as an outsider. If you want to call me mom now, I will be happier."
As An Baoer spoke, a kind expression appeared on her brow.
"Well...we haven't reached that stage yet." Wei Lai blushed at her words. He hurriedly put on his shoes and hurried out.
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