Don't be too sweet

Chapter 954 As if offering a treasure ([-])

Chapter 954 As if offering a treasure ([-])

Mrs. Zhang Mao heard that at the merchant medical clinic, it was the head of the former Taiyuan Hospital who was seeing a doctor at this time, and the old man was the head of the former Taiyuan Hospital. He felt that there was darkness in front of him.

In the future... their Zhangjia Medical Center... still has room for survival?

Zhang Mao couldn't make a fuss anymore, became dumb, and was dragged away by Zhang Lang.

He Shanshan also breathed a sigh of relief, she finally didn't reveal her physical condition, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay... right?

After coming out of the merchant's medical center, He Shanshan didn't want to go shopping anymore, and the two of them opened a private room in the teahouse to stay.

Inside the teahouse box——

At the teahouse by the window—

He Shanshan snuggled close to Yang Jiu's side, and even wrapped her arms around Yang Jiu's arm, wrapping around him like an octopus.

Yang Jiu was leaning against the window, holding the man in his arms weakly with one hand.

There were lively crowds coming and going on the street, and the lively voices could still be heard occasionally, which made the tea bag room more and more quiet.

At this time, in the private room of the teahouse, where the two of them were, there was a feeling of tranquility.

Yang Jiu picked up the brewed tea in front of her, took a sip gracefully and calmly, and played with the small teacup with that hand.

He Shanshan, who has always been active, stopped talking at this time, she was as quiet as a virgin, and Yang Jiu was willing to cooperate with her, staying quietly.

It's almost time for assembly, when we go home...

Ho Family Taste——

"You are back, have you seen your little sister and brother-in-law?" Zhang Qiaoshou asked He Leiluo and Jiang Tonger who came back last.

Zhang Qiaoshou obviously didn't notice the strange atmosphere between He Leiluo and Jiang Tong'er.

"No," He Leiluo shook his head.

"Ah, where did the two of them go? It's almost time to go back," Zhang Qiao frowned, and returned the little apple in his arms to Su Fang'er.

At the end of the street, He Shanshan and Yang Jiu appeared hand in hand.

"Mom, we're back," He Shanshan smirked at Zhang Qiaoshou.

"You don't have to smile like an idiot even if you're happy when you go out?" Zhang Qiao rolled his eyes and urged, "Hurry up and get in the carriage, I guess your father will be in a hurry."

"Ah."

. . . . . .

Duofu Village, the Yang family——

In the room of Yang Jiu and He Shanshan——

"Mistress, what are you doing?" Mama Zhang asked He Shanshan who was busy going in and out.

"I'm going to make new clothes," He Shanshan grabbed the fabric at hand and fitted it on the delicate skin of her wrist, feeling the softness and skin-friendliness.

"Are these patterns?" Mama Zhang looked at the scattered papers on the ground in surprise.

"Well, I made cute clothes for Little Apple, some of which I can't wear now, but I can wear them when the weather gets colder," He Shanshan was still looking at the fabrics.

Zhang Ma knelt down and began to pack up the blueprints, but she couldn't help being shocked by those blueprints.

"Can these... really be worn?" Zhang Ma pointed to a jumpsuit with an animal image, a little speechless.

"Yes, Mama Zhang reminded me by making jumpsuits," He Shanshan smiled.

"...Hehe," Zhang Ma was very surprised at the shocking feeling she felt at this moment.

He Shanshan started planting.

Here she has the size of a small apple. In principle, she also knows how to increase the size of clothes. Of course, this is in principle, and the practice depends on the situation...

into the night—

He Shanshan was packing up the fabrics when Yang Jiu walked in.

Yang Jiu glanced at the situation on the ground and frowned slightly.

"Oh, this is the dress I want to make for Little Apple, isn't it cute?"

He Shanshan handed over the pattern of the blueprint and clothes in her hand as if offering a treasure.

(End of this chapter)