Chapter 47 Then I'll make one for you too

He Feiyan shrank her head with a guilty conscience, "Okay, Sister Jiang Yu said the more the better, since she doesn't need tickets anyway, just take more."

"Okay."

Just two days later, He Tingyue put the cloth in front of He Feiyan.

It was a whole snakeskin bag, half of which was a whole piece of cloth, and the other half was cloth ends, or scraps.

But these cloth ends were not very broken, and they could be pieced together to make clothes.

"So much?" He Feiyan was stunned.

He Tingyue said, "I had a comrade-in-arms who worked in a textile factory after he retired."

To be able to get so much, his position must be high, but he didn't say much.

He Feiyan said "oh" twice, "Do you want to deliver it yourself?"

He Tingyue thought of Jiang Yu's angry look last time, "She is also angry with me, you can deliver it."

He Feiyan glared at him, "Hey, are you still afraid that female comrades will be angry? I heard that Duan Yuzhen was so angry that she cried last time."

It was no secret that Duan Yuzhen ran home crying. Xu Lihua, the loud speaker, made it known to the whole compound.

"Brother, female comrades need to be coaxed. You can't always be so hard. Take these fabrics and deliver them to show your attitude! If you don't coax her, how can she know that you like her?"

He Tingyue glanced at her lightly, and his eyes seemed to say: Do I need you to teach?

He Feiyan's love experience is not good at all.

"I know, you go back."

He Feiyan laughed out of anger. What kind of look is this? Looking down on her?

"Humph! Without me, Sister Jiang Yu wouldn't pay any attention to you now!"

He Tingyue took out a big reunion and blocked her mouth.

He Feiyan happily took ten yuan and went to a roadside stall to buy fried sesame cakes.

And He Tingyue, in the end, listened to her and personally delivered the fabrics to Jiang Yu.

He knew where Yao Xiangling's house was, but he was afraid of disturbing them and affecting Jiang Yu's reputation by going to their house.

In the end, he chose to wait for a long time across the street downstairs, keeping an eye on her all the time.

After waiting for more than an hour, Jiang Yu finally came downstairs. He appeared in a hurry with a snakeskin bag, which scared her.

"Why are you here?"

He Tingyue put down the snakeskin bag, "The things you want."

Jiang Yu took a look inside and was shocked.

It was all cloth! So much cloth!

"Where did you get it from?"

He Tingyue said, "Don't worry about it."

Seeing Jiang Yu's worried look, he added, "Don't worry, it's okay."

Jiang Yu was not only worried about the source of the cloth, but also had a complicated mood. She thought that she had asked Xie Feifei for help, so why did he help her in the end?

And there were too many cloths, and she felt uneasy holding them.

"Too many, why did you help me?"

He Tingyue was silent for a moment, "What do you think?"

It was afternoon, and the sun was very strong. Jiang Yu felt like she was being roasted by fire after standing for a while, and she was sweating profusely.

Looking at He Tingyue again, he was not white, but not black either. His wheat-colored skin was sunburned red, and his clothes were all wet.

Jiang Yu was stunned, "Have you been waiting downstairs for a long time?"

"Not long." He Tingyue said in a hissing voice, "Just an hour."

Jiang Yu bit her lip, "Then why didn't you come up to see me?"

He Tingyue: "I was afraid it would have a bad impact on you."

Jiang Yu's mood became more complicated. This kind of thing of being loved by others was rare in her life.

She avoided He Tingyue's gaze and fell on the snakeskin bag again.

"How much money?"

"I didn't spend any money, you use it."

Jiang Yu didn't believe it: "How is it possible, so much."

He Tingyue explained concisely: "He owed me a favor, so he gave it to me."

Jiang Yu pursed her lips, favors are much more valuable than money.

"You figure out how much it is, I'll give it to you, I have money."

After she said the last three words, she looked a little proud, her eyebrows dancing with joy.

As if she was showing off to him, her tail was slightly raised.

He Tingyue said: "If possible, you can make a dress for Feiyan to pay for these fabrics."

His throat was throbbing, and he actually wanted to make one for him, but he didn't have the face to do so.

"Then I can't take it, these fabrics of yours must cost a lot of money."

Since He Tingyue brought them here, it would be impossible for

him to take them back. "Then make two more for Feiyan."

Jiang Yu agreed immediately, and took the initiative to say: "Then I will make one for you too, and when I have cotton, I will make winter clothes for you."

He Tingyue suppressed the surging in his chest.

"Okay."

Jiang Yu looked at the bag of fabric and tried to lift it.

Unexpectedly, it was really heavy, and he couldn't lift it for a while.

He Tingyue said hurriedly, "If you don't mind, I'll carry it up for you."

Jiang Yu nodded. Since she had accepted so many fabrics, there was no need to pretend.

The snakeskin bag that Jiang Yu had difficulty lifting was lifted easily by He Tingyue, as if he could pick it up with one finger.

This was He Tingyue's first time to live in Yao Xiangling's house. The two rooms were not very big, but it was enough for the two of them.

The house was very tidy, and every detail revealed the softness and delicacy of a woman.

If you want to understand a person, you can actually tell at a glance by looking at the room.

"Do you know Feiyan's size?"

"Yes." He Tingyue reported a series of numbers.

He Feiyan sometimes went to the tailor's house to customize clothes, and the size was always the same.

"What about yours?" Jiang Yu took a notebook and wrote it down.

He Tingyue pursed his lips and said, "I don't know about mine. I rarely make clothes."

There are work clothes in the factory, and he still has a lot of clothes from when he was in the army. He kept them all.

As a result, he rarely buys clothes.

Jiang Yu's cheeks were slightly hot, and he lowered his head and said, "Then let me measure you?"

"Okay."

He turned around and pulled off his short-sleeved shirt, leaving a vest underneath, which could not cover his developed and bulging muscles at all.

Jiang Yu's cheeks suddenly turned red, and he didn't know where to put his eyes.

"You, you, you... why are you taking off your clothes!"

He Tingyue turned his head seriously: "I thought this way I could measure more accurately."

Jiang Yu said unhappily: "It's not winter now, who would take off clothes to measure the size."

He Tingyue paused, "Then I'll put it back on."

"Forget it, let's measure first, my aunt will be back later."

Jiang Yu took a tape measure and measured on him.

He got the real height of He Tingyue, 190!

Really tall, Jiang Yu had to stand on a chair when measuring his height.

The man was not only tall, but also well-proportioned.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, a body full of tendons, full of lines, without a trace of fat.

The more he measured, the redder Jiang Yu's face became.

When He Tingyue put on a short-sleeved shirt, Jiang Yu's face was almost burning.

"Very hot?" he asked.

Jiang Yu turned his face away, "It's too hot."

But the heat on his body seemed to be hotter than the sun outside.

"You go back first, I'll send the clothes to the compound when they are ready."

This shows what it means to be unfaithful to others. After receiving so much fabric, how can you not return some favors.

He Tingyue nodded, "Don't worry, make your own first."

Even if there is a sewing machine, it takes energy to make clothes.