Beauty is beautiful, but it cannot be worn to show off to the public.

Feng Qingxue regretfully took off her clothes and put on her original clothes, instantly losing her look.

"Why aren't you wearing it? This dress looks so good on you. Look at me. I'm wearing a skirt. I almost looked at Old Zheng." Although Chen Xueniang has been reading for half a hundred years, her skin is fair and moist. Her charm is still there, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes only add to her elegance without diminishing her beauty. The white shirt paired with a sapphire blue skirt makes her look even more dignified.

Feng Qingxue sighed, "I'm in the military compound, so I have to pay attention to the impact on my sister."

Chen Xueniang touched her smooth face and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Just wear it for your Lu Jiang to see when you get home. We don't have to wear it for outsiders to see. I believe Lu Jiang particularly agrees with what I am doing now." "

"How can you be such a sister? What you say is not serious." Feng Qingxue slapped her hand away.

Chen Xueniang smiled and folded a light blue silk round-neck sleeveless dress and put it together with the folded white shirt and green skirt. "This blue skirt is fresh in color and very suitable for Fubao's age. You Give it to her. There is a girl here, she is as young as a flower, and she is not as strict as before. Thank you for not dressing up properly! "

Feng Qingxue deeply believed that it was a woman's nature to love beauty. Even in this era when beauty was suppressed, there were still many women pursuing beauty, but they just didn't dare to be too obvious.

Walking on the street, you can already see lesbians wearing skirts, at least two out of ten.

It is not the girly dress that was popular in the past two years, but a very simple skirt or dress. The latter is a bit like the Bragi that was popular in the 1950s and 1960s, usually with small florals, although it is not like the red skirt or yellow skirt in the early 1980s. That's all the rage on the streets, but most women are showing off their beautiful looks and temperament.

If you love beauty like Fu Bao, you will wear a spliced ​​dress that you made yourself.

Fubao's needlework is better than Feng Qingxue's. She knows how to use a sewing machine and embroidery. She learned it from the old ladies in her hometown. Her dress is made from old clothes. The sleeves are removed from the old white shirt, and the collar is changed. The waist is then spliced ​​together with a red floral skirt. The waist is pleated. It looks particularly beautiful on her body. The red headband on her head matches the hem of the skirt.

Feng Qingxue never taught her how to make clothes, but she just had talent.

The only green color on her body is the jade bracelet on her wrist that she loves to the core. She puts it on after school every day and takes it off before going to school to avoid accidents and gossip.

Seeing such a beautiful daughter who knew how to dress up, the first thing Feng Qingxue did when she got home was to put on the clothes given to her by Chen Xueniang.

Lu Erxiong was sweating profusely and sharing the fruit she brought back with his brothers. When he saw her walking out of the room, he couldn't help but exclaimed, "Mom, you are so beautiful. My dad is so lucky!"

Ye Yan, Dundun, and Zhuangzhuang unanimously expressed their agreement, not forgetting to chew the apple when they agreed.

Fu Bao ran to his mother and raised his face. Because Feng Qingxue was taller than her and was now wearing wedge-heeled leather shoes, he saw that a button on her shirt collar was loosened instead of tightly buttoned like other people's. The jade neck is long and slender. Fu Bao learned a trick and said, "Mom, your neck is a bit empty. It might look better if you wear some green jade jewelry."

Feng Qingxue touched her neck and said, "Your suggestion is very good. I'll go check it out."

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