Chapter 19 I didn't sew too many stockings, but I tore them (I recommended the collection)

Chapter 19

Wang Yang didn't want to look at Wang Po, but Wang Po, who came out and specially closed the door, squinted her eyes and looked at Wang Yang. "Listen to my daughter, you want to change rooms?"

Wang Yang was stunned for a moment, and then showed an earnest smile very undisciplinedly. "Yes, yes, Mrs. Wang, you see, you have made so many contributions to your Yihong Mansion, should you also change your room or something."

"Is it next door?" Wang Po asked as if she didn't understand. Wang Yang was ecstatic and just dropped his head, and instantly froze halfway, and his face suddenly changed.

Wang Yang raised his eyebrows obliquely, staring at this smiling and malicious old woman with a black line. "What do you mean, I said, Lady Wang? Play with me, it doesn't matter if you change to the left next door or the right next door, it's not all eight people in a room,"

That's right, Wang Po is specially here to vent her anger, before, the girl has told Wang Po, in order to win over this thoughtful and capable Wang Yang, Wang Po also agreed to her daughter's suggestion, but the problem is that Wang Yang, this kid, often scolds Wang Po, which is why Wang Po doesn't want Wang Yang to be able to change to a single room so easily.

"You said you wanted to change the room, and you didn't say what kind of room you wanted to change, so the old body naturally wanted to ask your opinion, why, don't you want to change? The old body is lazy...... Stinky boy, you're pulling me...... Why? Wang Po was about to go back to the room, and she felt a strange force pulling her sleeve, but fortunately, the chassis was stable, otherwise she would have to be stumbled.

"Dear Ms. Wang, she is as beautiful as a flower...... Auntie, who is both beautiful and wise, hey, hey, if there is an offense between the words below, don't blame it, alas, I think I have drifted all my life and lived in Bianliang, Tokyo, and now I am fortunate to be taken in by Mrs. Wang, which really makes me grateful in my heart ¥*%##......" The old driver Wang turned on the sycophant appearance of the multi-barreled Gatling heavy machine gun.

Unexpectedly, Wang Po, who had been with Wang Yang too many times in the past, heard that Wang Yang was so close to herself, but she was furious, her heart was pounding, and she quickly pulled her sleeves back. "Stop, you talk to your aunt."

Wang Yang was furious, but when he thought that he was saving people now, saving himself from the water and the fire? No, it's to save the fate of being tortured in stinky feet and snoring, so I have to be patient with a smiling face.

"What I mean is Mrs. Wang, you hurry up and change me to a single room, otherwise the smell of those guys' stinky feet is about to smoke me out of neurasthenia, in case I really smoke out something wrong, then there will be no way to give advice to the building and ......serve the building."

"A single room, it's fine, but you have to see if your idea this time is a real spirit." Wang Po smiled, smiling very treacherously.

"Just look at it, Wang Mou's shot, there is no precedent for unsuccess, you are not allowed to talk in the old days, old ladies and women." Wang Yang pursed his lips contemptuously and said disdainfully.

"Stinky boy, who do you say, old?"

"Who do the old ladies say stinky boy?"

The two of them pulled out like a cockfight. At this time, Liu Yiyi pushed open the door with a helpless expression. "Okay, okay, don't make any noise, come in quickly, the size is good."

The two snorted in unison, and finally, when Wang Yang was about to enter the house with a stupid face, he was gently patted on the shoulder by Liu Yiyi's white and soft little hand. "A manly man, what do you ...... angry with a woman?"

The soft eye waves, and the voice that was so soft that it was like a little yellow warbler singing softly in the ear, made the original noisy anger of Wang Daguan only a few afterburning.

Wang Yang snorted and continued to go to the house, but he also felt that Liu Meizhi was reasonable, what did it mean to be with an old lady, it was better to carefully appreciate the slender and round legs.

"All the sizes are here, how do you want to get it, brother Wang?" Liu Yiyi walked to the desk, picked up the rice paper full of words, and handed it to Wang Yangdao.

"Hmm...... The elasticity of this black yarn is a little worse, but it doesn't matter, come on, come on, you have to cut it like this......" Wang Yang was very old and the driver instructed the two villagers to start cutting.

As the saying goes, I haven't eaten pork, I've seen a pig run away, I haven't sewed stockings, but I have torn it...... Ahem, I've seen it before, every summer, countless pairs of long legs with black silk, meat silk, and red silk dangled from Wang Yang's side.

In short, the invention of stockings is undoubtedly a milestone in the history of socks, which is not only the product of countless women to show their elegance and beauty, but also the great gospel of countless men's visual and tactile enjoyment.

Some small flaws and defects of the legs can be covered by stockings, and the softness and smoothness of stockings can increase the beauty of the legs, and wearing stockings can give people a solemn, beautiful and elegant feeling. Therefore, female employees in many industries must wear stockings when working, because stockings also have many benefits, such as cold and warmth, and sun protection and sweating.

In addition, stockings put a certain amount of pressure on the leg from the outside of the leg, which can greatly reduce leg pain, swelling and fatigue. It's the same thing that the soldiers of the old army liked to tie leggings to their legs.

Of course, although stockings can also replace leggings, the problem is that if there is a group of bigwigs wearing long black silk everywhere, it is easy to make the enemy laugh collectively, lacking the seriousness and discipline of war, maybe it is for this reason that soldiers are not allowed to replace leggings with stockings.

Especially for those otaku, the emergence of stockings is no less than Einstein's creation of the special theory of relativity, and Edison's invention of the electric light.

Well, Wang Yang is not a stockings control, but it does not prevent him from feeling the legs from an appreciative beauty angle, well, long leg control should be the instinct that every excellent man has.

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The two embroiderers started together, and sure enough, it was not covered, and in just two pillars of incense, two stockings that were cut according to Wang Yang's meaning and then sewn and knitted appeared in front of Wang Yang.

After Wang Yang took it in his hand and examined it cautiously and seriously, he told the two embroidery girls to make certain modifications, so that the girl who had been waiting anxiously could take it and put it on.

Because he was worried that the other party was trying it on for the first time, he would tear and break this light thing, Wang Yang even wanted to walk over and show the girl Youyo by example.

"Give it to me." Liu Yiyi magically appeared in front of Wang Yang, and stretched out her hand with a smile.

"Will you?" Wang Yang raised his eyebrows, damn, he hates this kind of guy who is always bad for his own good deeds.

"No, but I'm very ingenious, why don't you demonstrate it on your own lap, brother Wang, so that the slave family can take a good look?" Liu Yiyi's smile is so sweet, and her voice is as gentle as that of the little yellow warbler.

can be seen in Wang Yang's eyes, it is just like the tree demon grandmother who broke Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian alive.

PS: With such a positive and glorious book, is everyone infected? If you are moved to tears by the positive energy of this book, please be sure to collect it and recommend it.