A Layman in the Qin Dynasty

At the same time, I saw what Mrs. Hu was doing.

"Ah? You...why are you here!"

Hu Queren was hugged, and suddenly exclaimed, and then heard the familiar voice, Cai Hai calmed down, but once it was still somewhat inappropriate for Zhao Qixie's embrace, he pinched it, but did not put Zhao Yu Evil hands earn

Tie open, can only give up.

Is this a bellyband?"

Zhao Qixie looked at the high-quality fabric embroidered with flowers in Hu Queren's hands, and asked back curiously.

He has never seen how women's bellybands came to be in this era.

The half-formed piece of fabric in Madam's hand was obviously not much different from the apron he had torn from Madam Hu's body, and the embroidered flowers were quite similar.

Hu Queren's face suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly wanted to put away the things in his hands.

But now Yao was being held by Zhao Qixie, and there was nothing to hide besides needles and thread beside him.

"I'm not an outsider, don't worry about me, you can continue to do it"

Feng Qixie let go of Hu Queren, then leaned on the wall, looked at Hu Queren and said with a smile, and at the same time, Guang Guang looked at Hu Queren's Mao worker with some admiration.

Most of the women of this era were able to needle and sew.

Professionals and unprofessionals can tell at a glance.

Hu Queren is obviously very professional in this aspect, and his mind is hands-on. Even if he is flustered at the moment, the movements of his hands have not been messed up, and he said: "Well, then you wait for me for a while."

Mrs. Hu doesn't know how she looks.

Maybe it was because the apron was finished with the last bit left, or maybe it was because Zhao Qixie's words made her feel more at ease.

She did not stop her movements.

"Have you ever wanted to ask for some lace, it will be more beautiful, this is the edge."

Zhao Qixie touched his chin, then looked at Hu Quren, who was pretty blushing, and suggested. (Qin Shi Mingyue Pi is history, and the variety of this server is even more scary

"Why do lace?!"

Hu Queren didn't react for a while. He looked at Zhao Qixie in a puzzled way. He didn't understand Zhao Qixie's brain circuit. After all, the clothes were worn inside, not outside.

"You will know when you embroider it, don't ask, I won't tell you.

Zhao Qixie snorted lightly, and said a little shyly.

Hu Queren thought for a while, and felt nothing, so he obediently obeyed Zhao Qixie's advice.

It doesn't take long to add a lace trim.

While embroidering, Madam Hu looked at Zhao Qixie, who was leaning on the wall, believing in Buddhism and wandering around the world, with some confusion and meaning in her heart.

What I don't understand is how could Zhao Qixie lean against the wall and watch him do things like this.

Chapter [-] How to know if you don't try

Confucius said that a straight man is handsome.

Likewise, serious women are beautiful.

Especially when this woman is still a little shy, and her pretty face is slightly red, she is even more beautiful

Zhao Qixie enjoyed this scene on the wall.

Mrs. Hu looked at Zhao Qixie, who was rarely serious, but she was inexplicably relieved, because when she first saw Zhao Qixie coming, she was a little nervous.

Because if Zhao Qixie came to ask for it, should she accept it, or should she refuse to accept it again?

After waiting for about a cup of tea, the bellyband with silk lace is ready.

"Let you write for a long time."

Mrs. Hu cut the last thread short, then let out a small sigh of relief. At this moment, her pretty face was no longer red, and her mood had calmed down a lot. She raised her head and looked at Zhao Qixie apologetically.

Evil has been waiting for a long time.

But just after picking up her head, Mrs. Hu and Zhao Qixie looked at her, no, they looked at her too much with the lace on her hands.

Zhao Qixie's scrutinizing eyes and a hint of weirdness in his expression made Hu Quren feel a little bad.

Immediately, his heart tightened, and he got up in a hurry. At the same time, he picked up the things in his hands and said, "You Qing me for a while, and I will pack up the things."

Hu Quren packed up quickly, folded his stomach bag into small squares, and even put his thorium wire into a small compact box, then got up, not daring to look at Zhao Qixie, and turned to face the cabinet beside him. hit, hit

Let's put things together first.

When he turned around, the long blue-green dress on his body swayed slightly, curled and colorful, and his long fluttering hair was like water waves.

The only regret is that the long skirt is too conservative. If you change it to a miniskirt, put on stockings, wear a high heel or something...

Zhao Qixie held the elder sister who had just turned around and walked a few steps, and said in a low voice

Mrs. Hu looked at Zhao Qixie in confusion, opened her mouth, and said at a loss.

"Isn't the show ready? Wouldn't it look good if you don't put it on and try it on?"

Zhao Qixie looked at Madam Hu seriously and said.