"What did she buy? It cost more than two taels!" Mei Ya continued to ask while drinking jujube tea.
Pang Yi said helplessly: "It's just some fabrics."
"Miss Gu is really generous, she actually spent more than two taels of silver on fabrics!" Mei Ya was amazed. She sighed, "I spent one tael and five cents of silver on fabrics before the New Year. I almost broke my teeth at that time."
"When did you buy the fabric? Why didn't I see it?" Zhong Mingwei asked her.
Mei Ya's face froze for a moment. Then it turned red. She looked at Pang Yi a little shyly, then leaned in front of Zhong Mingwei and whispered, "I'll tell you later."
"Master and Madam, please take a rest first. I will take my leave." Pang Yi looked at the two of them like this. He suddenly felt relieved and took the opportunity to walk away, fearing that Mei Ya would continue to ask questions about the young lady.
"What kind of fabric is this?" Zhong Mingwei asked after Pang Yi left. He was so curious that a stingy person like Mei Ya would actually spend one tael and five cents on fabric. "Bring it here and show it to me."
"What's so good about it?" Mei Ya's face turned even redder. She put the tea bowl aside. She lowered her head and was too embarrassed to look at Zhong Mingwei. Her white and tender hands were tugging at the corners of her clothes. She was obviously shy.
"Hurry up!" The more Meiya did this, the more Zhong Mingwei felt itchy. He leaned over and kissed Meiya's hair, urging her, "Take it out and let me see it."
"Do you really want to see it?" Mei Ya turned her head and looked at Zhong Mingwei.
"Of course I want to see it," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, "I want to see what kind of pattern our girl's first purchase of clothing material is."
"There are no patterns," Meiya whispered, standing up and walking towards the big bed, saying, "Wait, I'll come over and show you."
Zhong Mingwei watched Mei Ya climb onto the bed, open the box on top, half of her body went in, and rummaged around inside. Zhong Mingwei lowered his head and drank the remaining half bowl of jujube tea Mei Ya had given him. Then he couldn't help but sneakily want to glance at the little girl's butt again. Unexpectedly, Mei Ya had already taken out a bundle from inside and walked towards him. Zhong Mingwei was really annoyed. Why was she drinking jujube tea for no reason? !
"That's all," Mei Ya was completely unaware of Zhong Mingwei's dirty thoughts. She gently opened the bundle and said to Zhong Mingwei shyly, "It's all here, take a look."
The next second, Zhong Mingwei was completely stunned. He stared at the fiery red silk in the bundle without blinking. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Mei Ya. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't. His Adam's apple just moved violently a few times.
"I told you before, have you forgotten..." Mei Ya whispered, her dark eyes staring at the fiery red silk in the bundle, her white and tender hands gently covered it, sliding gently, while whispering with emotion, "Zhong Mingwei, come and touch it too, this silk is so good, so smooth."
Zhong Mingwei also put his hand on it and touched it back and forth like Meiya. He was used to wearing silk since he was a child, and usually didn't think it was good. But at this moment, he felt that the red silk under his hand was so smooth and soft. Gradually, the big hand touched the small hand. The small hand tried to escape shyly, but was held by the big hand.
"What are you doing? In broad daylight?" Meiya was very shy. She turned her head to look at the room that was not closed tightly. When she looked back again, her face was redder than the red silk. "Let go! Don't do this!"
Zhong Mingwei didn't let go, and rubbed Meiya's rough little hands again and again. His big peach blossom eyes looked at Meiya without blinking: "Didn't you say you were going to start making the wedding dress? Why haven't you done it yet?"
"Mr. Gu and Pang Yi are here, I... I'm embarrassed." Mei Ya lowered her head and whispered. Not to mention that she was embarrassed in front of Gu Changlin and Pang Yi, she would feel embarrassed even in front of Zhong Mingwei. How could a girl like to be stared at when she was making wedding clothes? What's more, it was her future husband. She was tired of looking at him. Would there be any surprises on the wedding day?
"Then let them move out as soon as possible," Zhong Mingwei said softly, lowering his head to kiss Meiya's fingers one by one, "Girl, make your wedding dress quickly. Once you've made your wedding dress, we can get married."
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