Chapter 32 Clothes for Dim Sum

"Wow, master, it's snowing. Early in the morning, before Xiao Mo'er got up, she heard Xiaomi's cry.

"Oh, it's finally snowing. This year's snow came really late. Xiao Mo'er sat up, rubbed her eyes and sighed.

"Yes, master, what kind of clothes are you going to wear today?" Xiaomi opened the wardrobe in the bedroom and asked Xiao Mo'er to choose.

Xiao Mo'er glanced at it: "Just the white one that I haven't worn." ”

"Master, you don't usually wear white, you've been doing this for a long time, why do you want to wear it today?"

Xiao Mo'er got up from the bed, walked to the closet, and touched the white shirt, "It's snowing, and I suddenly want to wear white, by the way, it's cold, send someone to make a few clothes for the dim sum, don't freeze." ”

"What, master, you want to make clothes for the cat?" asked Mi in shock with a small glare. Xiao Mo'er only thought that no one cared about the clothes of cats, dogs, and livestock in this dynasty.

"Forget it, I'll go find some cotton and cloth later, and make it myself. ”

"Yes. Millet scratched her little head and responded.

"Sister, are you up?" Zeng Rou'er walked in, Zeng Rou'er was already a frequent visitor to this Yimoju, and the maids and ladies were used to not reporting when they saw her coming.

"Rou'er came so early today?" Xiao Mo'er greeted her, picked up a handkerchief and helped Zeng Rou'er dust off the snowflakes on her body.

Rou'er woke up in the morning and couldn't sleep when she saw the snowflakes. Hehe. ”

"Oh, Rou'er is in such a good mood when she sees Piaoxue?"

Rou'er's hometown is a very cold place in winter, and it snows a lot every time it goes into winter, and Rou'er misses the time when she played in the snow as a child. Zeng Rouer said, her eyes full of sweet memories. Xiao Mo'er looked at Rou'er's appearance, and also recalled the worry-free time in the Lin Mansion before she got married, and then thought about it now, she was very sad.

"By the way, sister, what did Rou'er bring to you?" Zeng Rou'er pulled back her thoughts and instructed the maid to bring the plate, and in order to block the snowflakes, a handkerchief was covered on the plate.

"Huh, what is this? Could it be a snack?"

"Hehehe, my sister, why do you always think about food? Zeng Rou'er's bright eyes smiled into a crescent moon. Xiao Mo'er lifted the veil as she said, and a pure white cloak came into view, the white cloak was inlaid with white fox fur, and the workmanship was extremely fine. Xiao Mo'er picked up the cloak and put it on her body. "It's beautiful. ”

Zeng Rou'er stepped forward to tie Xiao Mo'er's cloak belt, and her eyes were full of soft smiles: "This fox fur is lining my sister." ”

Xiao Mo'er touched the soft fox fur and couldn't put it down, even the Lin family's shop didn't have such a good fox fur!"

"What good things? It's just that my father hunted it from the border mountains. A few days ago, I sent someone to send some, and when I saw this, I felt that it was very suitable for my sister, so I chose to make a cloak, and my sister should not dislike it. ”

"What did Rou'er say? I like it tightly, how can I dislike it. ”

Zeng Rou'er smiled sweetly when she heard that Xiao Mo'er liked it.

"Rou'er, thank you, always bothering you to make food, and now even the clothes are made for me, I'm really sorry. Xiao Mo'er lowered her head embarrassedly.

"Whatever my sister says, as long as my sister likes it, Rou'er will be happy. Zeng Rou'er grabbed Xiao Mo'er's hand and said affectionately.

"Meow. "I ran out early in the morning to walk the dim sum and came back, and when I entered the door, I went straight to the cat bed next to the brazier. "Meow meow meow. He shook the snowflakes on his body and shivered into his own small quilt. Xiao Mo'er hurriedly walked over, touched the cat's slightly wet fluff, and reprimanded lovingly: "You guy, you ran out early in the morning, and you deserved to be wet with snow." ”

"Meow. The cat's long-accustomed way of caring for Xiao Mo'er is flattering. Zeng Rouer came over with a clean cotton cloth and wiped the fluff for the dim sum.

"Xiaomi, you can go find ingredients now, make a few clothes for dim sum and see how cold it is. Xiao Mo'er instructed Xiaomi. Millet took the order and went to look for material. Zeng Rouer was left dumbfounded. "Sister wants to make clothes for snacks?"

"Hmm. Mo'er nodded. Some are afraid that Rou'er will not be able to accept it.

After a while, Xiaomi brought in a few pieces of fabric, Xiao Mo'er picked up the pen and drew the pattern, and Xiaomi and Zeng Rouer started to do it. Xiao Mo'er is a female celebrity, but the quality of the production is too flattering, and it is not good to be ugly, but the style of the cat clothes painted made Xiaomi and Zeng Rouer full of praise, "Sister, how did you come up with it, dim sum is so cute in this dress." Zeng Rouer hugged the decorated super kawaii dim sum and couldn't put it down. "Meow, meow!" Dim Sum protested seriously, it was very much hoped to have clothes to wear in cold weather, but why should people dress up like this, people are male cats.

At this time, the maids of Yimoju all came into Xiao Mo'er's house to see the first dressed kitten of the Fengxi Dynasty. I saw that the dim sum in the middle of the room was wearing a small powder blue cotton vest, with a big bow on the back of the vest, and the limbs of the dim sum were covered with small sleeves similar to the style of wrist guards, which was very cute. The most eye-catching thing is the little hat on the dim sum head, and Xiao Moer also opened her own pearl necklace to decorate the red hat, which is perfect!

This day is the happiest day Xiao Mo'er has ever had since she was banned, and on this day, Yi Moju's laughter has not stopped. Feng Xiye helped Yan Qingqing, whose stomach was slightly bulging, to pass by Yimoju, when he happened to hear Lang Lang's laughter inside.

"Yo, what's the joy of this Yimoju?" Yan Qingqing glanced at Yimoju disdainfully and asked the maid behind him.

"Back to the side concubine's words, the slave maid heard that this princess is making clothes for cats!" The maid replied to Yan Qingqing's words, her eyes full of contempt.

"Oh, sister, is making clothes for that strange cat?" Yan Qingqing bit the word strange cat very hard, and Feng Xiye was so depressed when he heard it. "Qingqing, the road is slippery on this snowy day, we should go back. ”

"Yes, Your Highness. Yan Qingqing's little bird is very cute. The two turned around, but Xiao Mo'er happened to send Zeng Rou'er, who was going back to Rouxiangju, out.

"The concubine has seen His Royal Highness, sister. Zeng Rou'er bowed down first, and Xiao Mo'er leaned over reluctantly.

"Well, excuse me. Feng Xiye turned her head and tried not to let her eyes look at Xiao Mo'er. Yan Qingqing snuggled in Feng Xiye's arms, and opened his mouth coquettishly: "Sister, please atone for your sins, it is inconvenient for Qingqing to salute." ”

"Well, that's fine. The concubine took her leave. Xiao Mo'er coped with it and turned back to the house.

Feng Xiye noticed that Xiao Mo'er turned around, and then raised her eyes to look at Xiao Mo'er, Xiao Mo'er who was wearing a white cloak only left Feng Xiye with an ethereal back, but it lingered in Feng Xiye's heart.