Yuanshen, first let Ningguang lose me a Ganyu

"I was thinking, she doesn't need anything, what should I do well."

System: I also think this is a problem.

Sure enough, what women are best at is making trouble for no reason.

Looking at the pensive Su Mu, the system decided to help him.

"Since she has so many skirts, why don't you make her a casual outfit, which also fits her current status as an illustrator."

Su Mu thought it made sense.

So I picked up the scissors and was just about to choose the fabric when I suddenly remembered that I hadn't engraved Qing's body size yet.

Su Mu: ...

Does being with unintelligent people make you unintelligent?

So Ke Qing, who went back to the room and continued to roll, heard a knock on the door.

"I'll take your measurements."

Ke Qing hurriedly got up and opened the door for Su Mu.

Fortunately, I haven't started rolling yet, and I haven't been found...

......

Kemaomao only wore a thin layer of silk pajamas according to Su Mu's request.

Su Mu measured the neck circumference, shoulder width, measurements, and height according to the order in which Gan Yu was measured.

When Su Mu circled the soft ruler around Ke Mao Mao's chest, Ke Mao Mao suddenly understood why Gan Yu's face turned red when he saw that night.

My heart is as big as Keqing, and at this moment I also feel like my face is on fire.

However, when Ningguang ordered the secretary to tailor the dresses for them, she also used the same technique and process.

Why does everything feel awkward when it's Su Mu?

Kemaomao blinked and dared not look at Su Mu.

Su Mu moved down the soft ruler again, and his fingers slightly touched Ke Mao Mao's waist.

Kemaomao shrank back blushing.

Seeing the person hiding behind, Su Mu subconsciously pulled the tape measure.

Kemaomao was pulled by the ruler around his waist, and one of them lost his footing and fell into Su Mu's arms.

Su Mu didn't move, but Mao Mao was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly got up and stood firm.

"No...sorry."

Su Mu continued to measure, looking so serious that Mao Mao blushed.

Su Mu looked down at the scale slightly.

Then silently got up and started counting in the notebook, and wrote after the word "bust": A.

Kemaomao glanced at it, but did not understand the meaning of A.

"What does that character mean?"

"It's just size."

It was the first time for Keqing to use such strange characters to mark the size.

But if the scale is used, does he really know how much it is without counting numbers?

"What size does that represent?"

Su Mu didn't really want to discuss this issue with the children.

In fact, he doesn't really understand himself, does he?

Su Mu stretched out his hand and rubbed Rua Maomao's head, and said, "It's fine if you don't know."

Kemaomao felt that he was looking at her as if he was coaxing a child.

She didn't know that A was actually a child in the eyes of men.

But this look and perfunctory attitude made her very uncomfortable!

If she wrote to Sister Gan Yu like this last time, then Sister Gan Yu must know!

Why tell others but not her?

Kemaomao expressed his displeasure.

Want to blow up hair.

Su Mu found that Keqing's body fat percentage was shockingly low after measuring her measurements.

So how on earth did she drag her body like this and still not fall ill?

Su Mu glanced at Ke Qing complicatedly, thinking whether he should make chicken soup to supplement her...

But thinking of Keqing chopping him like chopping vegetables, she felt that she was in pretty good health.

Sure enough, busy people don't have time to get sick.

"I'll go back first, and the clothes will be delivered to you tomorrow."

Su Mu still intends to take good care of Ke Qing, after all, she is now her tenant and was trained as an illustrator by herself.

After all, occasionally rua-rua cat head is also good.

......

After returning to the room, Su Mu took the time to cut out a set of home clothes.

Because the color is a light gradient purple, Su Mu also cut out a pair of shorts.

With Keqing's waistline and loose trousers, Su Mu made them a little slimmer according to his own trousers model, and sewed an elastic band on the trouser waist.

"I think it's fine."

The system followed Su Mu to look left and right. If he had a head, he would nod in satisfaction.

"Sometimes I mistakenly think that I have a pair of god's hands."

Su Mu sighed.

The system intends to cultivate to become a master, so he rolls his eyes at him every day.

......

The next day when she took her clothes to find Keqing, Keqing was already drawing.

Ke Qing kept her eyes on the painting, and the long brush danced on the canvas little by little according to the master's intentions, outlining a complete human figure in a moment.

Keqing has the habit of ventilating on sunny days, so Su Mu stood outside the door and watched quietly.

It is a gentleman's etiquette not to enter the boudoir without permission.

When Kemaomao finished drawing the draft and rested for a while, he turned around and saw Su Mu standing quietly.

He still held the lavender dress in his hands.

It looks like it was prepared and delivered on purpose.

"When did you come? Why didn't you call me?

Have you been waiting for a long time? "

Ke Mao Mao's eyes lit up, and quickly welcomed Su Mu in.

"No, just here.

Try to see if it fits. "

Seeing the beautiful purple clothes limply in Su Mu's hands, Kemaomao was already on the verge of moving.

Putting on his clothes, Kemaomao let down his hair and pinned a small pearl hairpin in his hair.

The upper light and lower deep fabrics are made into a front button design, and the collar has a circle of white hollow lace.

The sleeves are made into half-sleeves with dropped shoulders, and the slightly transparent white sand just reaches the elbow.

The overall outfit is made of draped silk fabric. The upper part is tied with a bowknot on the chest with dark purple cloth strips, and a flower bud is designed on the bottom. The folds are just right, making it look lazy and pure.

The top barely covers the buttocks.

Kemaomao is wearing the same style of shorts with undulating legs and slightly slit sides.

Kemaomao looked at himself in the mirror, his jaw was so shocked that he couldn't close his jaw.

Su Mu raised his eyebrows, now Kemaomao has been promoted to Lazy Kemaomao!

"This dress is made to draw illustrations for you, it's more everyday."

In a lazy moment, Mao Mao turned to look at Su Mu, his face full of emotion.

"Master Su! You are so kind..."

Those skirts that I counted yesterday are not suitable for painting. They are either afraid of getting dirty or wrinkled, or they are procrastinated and easy to get up and trip themselves.

Unexpectedly, Su Mu noticed this, and thoughtfully designed a light daily clothes for her.

Kemaomao is moved by the machine now, and has tears in his eyes.

Su Mu smiled.

"If you have any magical effects in this dress, please come and tell me."

"Does this skirt have its own effects?"

"What if, right?"

Su Mu smiled mysteriously, watching Mao Mao was full of anticipation.

"Okay! If there is any magical discovery, I will definitely tell you!"

After Kemaomao sent Su Mu away, she couldn't wait to put on her new clothes and start painting.

I always feel that the clothes have some attribute bonuses, and she draws very smoothly today.

Drawing and painting, half a day passed without knowing it...

At this time, Kemaomao was thinking that it was time to rest, and suddenly knocked over a can of paint with a casual wave...

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The engraved cat who knocked over the paint was shocked on the spot.

Engraved cat cat:! ! !

Finished!

new clothes!

Clothes: If you miss me, you can just say so.

Kemaomao got up anxiously, but saw the paint slipping from the skirt to the ground like water, and the skirt was not dirty at all.

Kemaomao froze on the spot.

Nani...

Is this the effect of the air that Su Mu said?

So the playful Ke Mao Mao poured a little paint on the whitest part of her body again.

The paint still slid from the neckline to the floor.

Kemaomao took the tea and poured it on the clothes in surprise, and it still slipped to the ground.

so......

Is this dress really not dirty at all?

The engraved cat's eyes lit up.

Some people just have a very strange psychology.

When you find the thing is spotless, you just want to put some dirt on it.