Make it look like she's so fat!

Song Lianzhou helped her sew her waist according to Yu Meng's instructions, and after sewing, Yu Meng looked at the fine and regular stitches and swallowed her saliva: "Have you secretly practiced at home?" ”

Song Lianzhou, who was questioned about 'practicing', glanced at her coldly: "My sword skills are also very good, do you want to try it?" ”

“……”

As soon as he said this, Yu Meng remembered that Song Lianzhou studied Western medicine, and he must be able to operate with stitches.

Tsk, what is the use of studying medicine?

That's nice.

"You are blind in medicine, you should learn tailoring, this stitch, the size and spacing are the same."

It's really in the late stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and I like perfectionism in everything I do.

Listening to the sarcasm in Meng's tone, Song Lianzhou didn't take it to heart, she didn't sarcastically mock him to have a ghost.

He took out the handkerchief she threw to him at noon from his shirt pocket and put it in front of her: "Who's, give it back to whom, don't send other girls' things to me next time." ”

“……”

Yu Meng looked at the handkerchief in front of her, which was as white as snow, and swallowed her saliva: "This is what I gave you, why are you another girl?" ”

When she spoke, she was a little weak.

How did he know that the handkerchief wasn't hers?

Could it be that someone gave him a tip-off?

When Yu Meng was puzzled, Song Lianzhou snorted coldly: "Look at your appearance as a thief, you know that this handkerchief is not yours, besides, where did you get the money to buy a handkerchief?" ”

"Someone else gave it to me, I felt that I couldn't bear to get dirty, so I gave it to you, can't I?"

Yu Meng retorted with a stiff neck.

The momentum must not be lost!

"Whoever gave it to you, you give it back to whom, I'll buy you a dirt-resistant one next time."

Song Lianzhou spoke again and blocked Yu Meng's words.

Yu Meng was so angry that she grinded her teeth, this dog man was really scheming.

[Mengmeng, don't you think Song Lianzhou is a peerless good man? 】

When Yu Meng cursed Song Lianzhou, the Fuqiang jumped out and spoke with a tone in his tone.

[Can cook, sew clothes, make money, look handsome, it's just the perfect hookup]

"You're going to give it to you?"

Yu Meng raised her eyebrows and asked.

She doesn't have the masochistic mentality to live under the same roof with an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

This man's cleanliness has reached its peak.

The stacking quilt should be upright, and the one that can't be folded doesn't meet his specifications, and when eating, don't drop things on the table, and so on.

A big man, why do you live so carefully?

Yu Meng pursed her lips, folded her clothes, and put them back in the cabinet: "I've eaten, you can go to the kitchen and eat by yourself." ”

She didn't want to eat face to face with him now, and looking at this man's face, she couldn't help but think of the money and debts she had lost these days.

Song Lianzhou glanced at Yu Meng, did not respond, and went to the kitchen honestly.

After eating, Song Lianzhou went to Sister-in-law Li's house next door and sent the money for cucumbers and eggs.

"Xiao Song, don't give it, your daughter-in-law also sent a plate of dumplings to our family at noon today! Don't say it, your daughter-in-law's cooking is really delicious, and my Huzi boasted that he still wanted to eat the dumplings made by his aunt. ”

Sister-in-law Li's words surprised Song Lianzhou.

He didn't expect that Yu Meng would send dumplings to Sister-in-law Li's house, and he put the money on the kang of Sister-in-law Li's house: "You and your eldest brother usually help us a lot, one yard is one yard." ”

Their living conditions are not very good, so there is no reason to take advantage of them.