Lu Mo nodded. The old lady was kind and approachable, and genuinely liked Ye Qingqing. Letting the girl spend more time with such a dignified old lady would have a good influence on her behavior and conduct.
The old lady had just returned home from a walk and was overjoyed to see Ye Qingqing.
For some reason, she and this little girl got along very well. She missed her terribly if she didn't see her for a day, just like a grandmother and granddaughter.
"Girl, you're not wearing red today? Green looks good too, you're as fresh and delicate as a scallion," the old lady teased.
A few days ago, Ye Qingqing bought a piece of light green floral fabric and a piece of blue plaid fabric and asked Lin Shufang to make two skirts for her. The remaining fabric strips were then used by the skillful Lin Shufang to make matching hair accessories.
Today she was wearing a light green dress with small white flowers. Lin Shufang had made it into a pleated skirt, which was both stylish and refreshing. Ye Qingqing also tied two hair flowers of the same color on her two pigtails.
With fair skin, a tall figure, and jet-black, glossy hair, she truly looked as fresh and vibrant as a scallion.
Lu Mo had noticed the change in the color of Ye Qingqing's dress long ago and had been wanting to ask the girl what was going on. He had heard Ye Qingqing say before that she would only ever wear red dresses. What had triggered her this time?
Ye Qingqing lifted her skirt and twirled around, instantly creating a beautiful green cloud, two gleaming white legs, and... a pair of white panties.
All of this fell into Lu Mo's eagle eyes.
His face flushed, and he quickly turned his head away. His mind was racing, with blue, white, lace, red strawberries... all of them rushing out to fight!
Lu Mo casually picked up a magazine from the coffee table and started flipping through it.
"That's enough... If you turn around any more, both your legs will be completely exposed..."
The old lady noticed Lu Mo's embarrassed look and chuckled to herself. This young man is quite the gentleman; he knows not to look at what is improper!
"oops!"
Ye Qingqing then realized what was happening, quickly stopped, covered her skirt, and looked around. She saw that the house was full of women, with only Lu Mo as the only man, and breathed a sigh of relief.
It's fine if my husband sees it; we'll be sleeping in the same bed sooner or later anyway!
"You'd better be careful out there, girl. If you attract any hooligans, you'll be crying!" The old lady's expression was serious; she wasn't joking.
Ye Qingqing knew that the old lady was doing it for her own good, so she nodded obediently and said coquettishly, "I only act like this at home. There are no outsiders at home. I cover myself up completely outside."
She also found it strange; this was the second time the old lady had said something like that, as if she had experienced something!
The old lady glanced at Lu Mo, who was pretending to read a magazine, her eyes filled with amusement, and teased, "Indeed, they're all family!"
Lu Mo's hand holding the magazine trembled, and his face grew even hotter.
Moreover... after looking at it for a long time, he still couldn't make out a single word or what it was all about.
Ye Qingqing chuckled, not embarrassed at all. They were family, Lu Mo was hers, and she was Lu Mo's. They were an openly engaged couple.
"You read Women's Friend? Let me see what it says, how to prevent menstrual cramps? Lu Mo, you research this?"
Ye Qingqing had only glanced at it casually, but when she saw the name on the magazine, she almost burst out laughing and couldn't help but lean over and tease it a bit.
With Ye Qingqing's prompting, Lu Mo finally saw what was written in the book—
Don't panic about menstrual cramps! We've compiled some helpful tips to assist our dear female friends...
"boom……"
My brain is about to explode!
Lu Mo's face was as red as a sunset, and his hands felt like they'd been stung by bees. He threw the magazine on the coffee table, wishing he could disappear into the ground.
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