Zhou Yunwan stared with her big round eyes, her cheeks slightly flushed, like blooming peach blossoms, and her hands tightly clenched on her sleeves revealed her helplessness at the moment.
Shen Yanli glanced at her increasingly red ears, his eyes filled with emotions, and soon, a teasing chuckle appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Wanwan, what are you thinking about? I just want to help you button the buttons behind you."
After he finished speaking, as if to prove the purity of his mind, he pinched the two slightly open pieces of fabric on her back with his fingertips, and turned them flexibly, easily solving the difficult task that had been entangled with her for half a day.
Facing the half-smile on his lips, Zhou Yunwan's rippling thoughts felt as if a basin of cold water was poured over her head. The corners of her mouth twitched twice, and she was almost dying of shame and anger.
It turned out to be a "beautiful" misunderstanding.
Shen Yanli pinched her slender waist with one hand and squeezed it. The toast dress fit her figure tightly, showing off her wonderful curves, with a convex front and a curved back, and a plump and well-proportioned figure, exuding a unique feminine charm.
He narrowed his eyes, considered his words, and said tactfully: "Wanwan, is this dress too tight? Do you want Tailor Zhang to make it looser?"
He admitted that he was a little selfish and unreasonable, but he didn't want other men to see her dressed like this.
When tailor Zhang makes clothes, he habitually adds some room based on the customer's original body shape to prevent the making of the clothes from taking too long and causing the customer's weight to change.
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Hearing Shen Yanli's words, Zhou Yunwan couldn't help but suspect that he was secretly reminding her that she had gained weight.
Zhou Yunwan was so angry that she wished she could step on his leather shoes.
She could sense that she had gained weight, but she couldn't say it from him.
Zhou Yunwan adjusted the tight waist of her cheongsam and said stubbornly, "No, I think it fits well."
As she said this, she used some force to push him away so she could go out and look in the mirror, but he was blocking the exit like a mountain, preventing her from leaving easily.
"Why are you blocking me? I want to see the effect." Zhou Yunwan poked his arm, motioning him to move aside.
Shen Yanli coughed twice, and asked tentatively without giving up, “How about asking Tailor Zhang to make another shawl?”
Zhou Yunwan raised her eyebrows in confusion: "Why do you need to make an extra shawl?"
Shen Yanli took a deep breath, and didn’t say it explicitly, but still insisted: “Let’s do one.”
Although the single green military uniform is not as popular these days as it was at the beginning, the current clothing style is still relatively simple.
There is actually nothing wrong with this outfit. It is a traditional style, ankle-length, and the slit starts from the calf, revealing nothing. However, his wife has a good figure, with a curvy figure, which easily attracts too much attention.
On the one hand, he would not restrict what she wears. With him around, he would shut others up. But on the other hand, she still had to be protected when necessary. Adding a matching shawl would neither affect her beauty nor be too high-profile.
Zhou Yunwan thought about it and thought it was no big deal, so she followed his advice and decided to talk to tailor Zhang about it later. If there was any need to pay extra, Shen Yanli would naturally be responsible for it.
After coming out of the dressing room, Tailor Zhang had not returned yet. Zhou Yunwan walked to the mirror, looked at herself carefully, and soon a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
The person in the mirror was wearing a red embroidered cheongsam, and her jet-black hair was casually tied into a side ponytail and draped over her chest, revealing a beautiful fair face. She was stunningly beautiful, dignified and noble, yet elegant and charming.
Next to the beauty stood a tall man who matched her perfectly. The difference in height and body shape between the two was extremely obvious, yet when they blended together, they looked so harmonious and comfortable, as if they were born to be a couple.
Shen Yanli couldn't help rubbing his hands that were tightly clasping her waist twice, only to feel his throat was particularly dry. He moved his lips and said softly, "Wife, you are so beautiful."
These words made Zhou Yunwan so happy that her red lips couldn't help but rise up. Just as she was about to say something, the door was opened from the outside. She hurriedly distanced herself from Shen Yanli and looked at the tailor Zhang who had returned.
Tailor Zhang looked at the couple in front of him, sized them up and down, and nodded with a smile: "Are Professor Shen and Mrs. Shen satisfied?"
Zhou Yunwan and Shen Yanli looked at each other and replied with a smile: "We are naturally satisfied with Tailor Zhang's craftsmanship."
The two sides talked for a while, then they took turns changing out of their toast clothes, told tailor Zhang about their idea of making an extra shawl, and then packed up and prepared to go home.
On the way home, Shen Yanli took her to a Chinese medicine clinic, and it was the old Chinese medicine doctor who taught him massage before.
The old Chinese doctor is in his sixties, but he has few gray hairs and looks very energetic.
Zhou Yunwan looked at the old Chinese doctor who was taking her pulse with a serious face, and couldn't help swallowing. She slowly told him the symptoms she had during her period.
After waiting for a while, the old Chinese doctor put away the pulse pillow, but there was still no expression on his face. He just turned around to get the medicine.
Zhou Yunwan's heart skipped a beat, and she turned to look at Shen Yanli who was accompanying her, and asked in a low voice: "Why did you just prescribe medicine? It won't be serious, right?"
Looking at her uneasy expression, Shen Yanli also felt strange, because usually Mr. Xu would not be like this.
In order to dispel each other's doubts, Shen Yanli squeezed her little hand to comfort her, and then said to Mr. Xu in a gentle voice: “Mr. Xu, how is my wife's health? Is it serious?”
Old Xu had just finished packing the medicine at this time. Hearing this, he snorted: "It's not a big problem. Just soak your feet more and it will be fine."
As he said this, he placed the prepared medicine in front of Shen Yanli and explained to him how to use it.
After hearing this, Zhou Yunwan felt relieved. It seemed that Mr. Xu was just too cold?
However, before she could fully grasp this guess, Old Xu suddenly glared at Shen Yanli fiercely and started to scold him: "You little brat, don't you take me, your master, seriously? Huh?"
"When did you find a partner? When did you get married? You didn't even invite an old man like me to drink a sip of the wedding wine? Do you still have a conscience?"
master?
Zhou Yunwan glanced at the furious Old Xu, and then at the calm Shen Yanli, and was completely confused.
Shen Yanli sighed helplessly: “Mr. Xu, I didn’t agree to be your apprentice.”
Old Xu slammed the table arrogantly and unreasonably: "You don't treat me as a master, but I treat you as my apprentice. You are my apprentice!"
Seeing this, Shen Yanli was not surprised, raised his eyebrows and said: “My wife and I just got the marriage certificate not long ago, and the wedding banquet has not been held yet, so of course I didn’t invite you to the wedding wine. Besides, you went back to your hometown some time ago, so even if I wanted to tell you, I have no place to tell you.”
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