Chapter 160 Love Love Zhou Xiaohua

Zhou Xiaohua was still holding the chopsticks in her hand, with a dazed expression, and she hadn't reacted to what was happening.

Jiang Rou smiled, reached out her hand, and picked up Zhou Xiaohua, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"Xiaohua, come, let's take off our clothes first."

Jiang Rou patted Zhou Xiaohua's little butt.

When it came to taking off clothes, Zhou Xiaohua immediately raised her hands obediently to make it easier to take off her clothes.

Jiang Rou grabbed Zhou Xiaohua's clothes and was about to pull them up.

She suddenly thought of something.

The action stops.

Jiang Rou looked at Zhou Xiaochuan, whose eyes were shining darkly, and reminded him.

"Ogawa, turn around."

Zhou Xiaochuan's reaction was stunned. After all, he was too young, and they had been sleeping together all the time, so he still didn't realize anything.

Finally, Jiang Rou reached out her hand.

She pressed Zhou Xiaochuan's head and turned his head to the side.

"That's right. Remember this from now on: you can't watch girls bathing or changing clothes."

Jiang Rou reminded.

When she turned around, she saw Zhou Xiaohua still holding her hands up obediently, maintaining the original position without moving.

Wuuuu!

How can there be such a cute little girl!

Jiang Rou's heart softened.

She helped Zhou Xiaohua take off her clothes and pants, leaving her in only a small pair of boxer shorts.

Soft, skin-friendly fabric that fits snugly against your skin.

The chubby little butt is curled up like a peach.

Jiang Rou took the new clothes in her hands, shook them, and then put them on Zhou Xiaohua.

A small skirt that opens at the front can be worn in much the same way as a shirt.

First put your left and right hands in, then button the collar button and other buttons on the chest one by one.

Jiang Rou's white fingers were pinching the buttons, and Zhou Xiaohua looked down at Jiang Rou's movements.

He stared at the novel and special button and blinked in confusion.

I've never seen this before.

After a while.

Jiang Rou smoothed the wrinkles on the hem of her skirt, then took a step back, stood a little further away, and looked Zhou Xiaohua up and down.

Perfect!

A satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Then he waved his hand.

"Xiaohua, turn around."

Zhou Xiaohua was like a little puppet, and she turned around gently on her little feet as Jiang Rou said.

The loose hem of her skirt swayed slightly under the light.

Although there is no lace on this island, Song Qingqian used the same fabric and pleated it to create pleated lace.

The edges of the flowers are slightly curled up, just like blooming petals.

As Zhou Xiaohua spun around, the pale pink petals seemed to stretch out in the wind.

Still perfect!

"How can my little flower be so cute!"

Jiang Rou couldn't help but sigh deeply.

She hugged Zhou Xiaohua's small and soft body and gave her a big kiss on her chubby cheek.

bo.

The kiss made a popping sound.

Then she reached out and turned Zhou Xiaochuan's head back.

Zhou Xiaochuan was like a wooden man, allowing Jiang Rou to move him around obediently.

He turned his head and when his eyes fell on Zhou Xiaohua again, a bright light flashed clearly in his bright dark eyes.

Xiaohua is so cute~

At the beginning, Zhou Xiaohua was a dirty little coal ball.

After being taken good care of by Jiang Rou, Zhou Xiaohua grew from a small coal ball into a small milk ball, white and chubby, like the White Rabbit milk candy they had eaten.

But the clothes Zhou Xiaohua always wore were still those gray old clothes.

Even though she had a pure white and plump body, it was hidden by the old clothes.

Now she has changed into a pink floral dress, which looks like a change from black and white to color.

So cute, soft and pretty.

Zhou Xiaochuan's eyes were stunned for a moment.

Jiang Rou raised her eyelids and said proudly, "How is it? Isn't this little skirt beautiful? It is said that people need clothes and Buddha needs gold ornaments, which is absolutely true. After changing into a set of clothes, my little flower's beauty is fully restored. How can she be so beautiful!"

The old mother likes her daughter more and more.

At the same time.

Zhou Xiaochuan kept nodding beside Jiang Rou.

He repeated the word.

"It's beautiful, Xiaohua is beautiful. Beautiful. Xiaohua is the most beautiful."

The little wolf boy's sister-con nature was vaguely erupting, and he was even thinking in his heart that he must not be seen by Da Huzi and Er Huzi next door, otherwise they would definitely take Zhou Xiaohua away.

The protagonist of the incident is little Zhou Xiaohua.

Ever since she put on the new clothes, she has become like a stiff wooden figure.

I dared not move my hands or feet.

Nervous, excited, and scared.

What would I do if such a pretty little skirt got damaged or dirty by her?

But in her ears, she could hear Jiang Rou and Zhou Xiaochuan's constant praises, which lifted the little girl's heart and made her feel warm.

Only after doing this did Zhou Xiaohua gradually gain courage.

She blinked her big eyes, touched her chest, touched the hem of her skirt. The fabric of her new clothes was especially soft.

Not only is it good looking, it is also comfortable to wear.

What an amazing feeling.

This is her new dress.

After Zhou Xiaohua, it was Zhou Xiaochuan's turn.

"Here you go. Xiaochuan, this is your new dress."

Zhou Xiaochuan's new outfit was a sailor suit, which was also completed.

Jiang Rou put the new clothes in his hands and asked with a smile, "Do you want to change them yourself? Or should I help you change them?"

"I can change it myself."

Zhou Xiaochuan immediately hugged the new clothes tightly with both hands, as if he was afraid that Jiang Rou would help him change his clothes. He walked out of the house and went to his small room.

Also because of this joke.

Zhou Xiaochuan's first reaction was not surprise that his new clothes were ready, but shyness.

He is a six-year-old boy and doesn't need help changing his clothes.

Wait for Zhou Xiaochuan to come into the small room.

His chest was beating violently.

He gently loosened the new clothes that he was holding tightly.

"My...new clothes..."

Zhou Xiaochuan's voice, muttering to himself.

…

Indoors.

Jiang Rou opened the curtains, and when the light shone on the window glass, the glass became a mirror.

Although the color of the skirt cannot be seen, Zhou Xiaohua's figure wearing the skirt is still reflected.

"Xiaohua, isn't she pretty? My Xiaohua is such a pretty girl. When she grows up, she will surely charm many men."

Jiang Rou gently touched Zhou Xiaohua's head, and they both looked at their reflections in the mirror.

That's...her!

Zhou Xiaohua reached out and touched the mirror, and the little figure in the mirror also reached out and touched her.

The little fingers of the “two people” touch on the slightly cool glass.

Really! It's her!