bookbashuk Chapter 1032: Ying suddenly looks anxious
Chapter 1032: Ying suddenly looks anxious
When Shao Yun returned to Qianzhi House, he was holding two bulging paper bags in his hands.
He bought some conch cakes, garlic bread sticks (Fontaine armor-piercing bullets), fish and chips (a national dish of Da Ying), and candies such as fruit gummies.
When he walked into Qianzhi's house, the wind chimes rang twice.
"I'm back! I bought some snacks and other things, everyone, fill your stomachs first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't hear the expected response.
At this moment, Qianzhi was leaning over her workbench, sketching clothes.
Employee Ai Luofu was sorting fabrics, clothes and other things.
Shen He was holding the baby, Kong was sitting on a chair looking at his niece, and Paimon was floating beside Ying.
Of course, these people's reactions are secondary.
Ying, the person Shao Yun cared about the most, was sitting listlessly on a chair by the window, with her chin resting on her hand, and she didn't even raise her eyes when Shao Yun came in.
"Oh, you're back..."
Ying's voice was light and vague, as if she hadn't woken up yet. Even when she reached out to take the snacks handed to her by Shao Yun, her voice was weak.
Shao Yun frowned unconsciously.
"What's wrong? You were fine before you left the house, why are you so sad now, and your eyes are so dull?"
He reached out and touched Ying's forehead, and found that she didn't suddenly have a fever.
Even if she was tired from shopping in a furniture store, she wouldn't be like this. Who could provoke her? Who dared to provoke her?
Ying just shook her head, her voice muffled.
"It's okay...just divide the food first."
So, Shao Yun distributed the snacks he bought to everyone, including the boss Qianzhi and Qianzhiwu's employee "Ai Luofu".
While wondering why Ying was unhappy.
He bit into a garlic bread stick himself.
The skin is so crispy that it makes a "crunch" sound, and the aroma of garlic mixed with the aroma of wheat spreads in your mouth, and it is chewy enough.
After finishing the breadstick in his hand, Shao Yun moved closer to Kong, nudged his arm lightly with his elbow, and spoke in a low voice.
"Brother, tell me secretly, when I was not around just now, did you offend Ying?"
Kong saw Shao Yun coming over and asked in a low voice, also making faces and lowering his voice even more.
"No way! I wouldn't dare mess with my sister. Well... it's because of Miss Shen He."
"Ah? What does it have to do with Shen He?" Shao Yun was stunned when he heard that it was related to Shen He.
Shen He is a gentle person, even speaking softly. How could he make Ying emo? Is it because of the child?
"What? Did you quarrel over holding a child? That can't be right!"
This was the only question Shao Yun thought of.
"We didn't quarrel, we didn't quarrel." Kong waved his hands quickly and touched his forehead again. There was a hint of helplessness and amusement in his tone, and he lowered his voice to tell the reason.
"Ms. Qianzhi just measured Shen He's measurements. 82, 50, 92. Her bust is an E cup..."
He secretly glanced in Ying's direction, and when he saw that Ying didn't notice him, he continued:
"My sister heard it and was completely stunned. She muttered, 'Why is my cup size only B?' and then just sat there in silence."
"Pfft!"
After hearing this, Shao Yun couldn't help but spit out some of the bread crumbs in his mouth and burst out laughing.
He quickly covered his mouth, but still couldn't suppress his laughter.
It turns out that his wife is comparing her bust size with Shen He. Isn't it because she feels inferior because they have never compared?
That’s not right. Doesn’t Ying know Shen He’s figure?
"Cover the slime with a piece of cloth. My name is Shen He, remember that." These words are not undeserved.
Besides, Shen He's figure is visibly plump... As for being so emo?
But Shao Yun's laughter was not under control, and it was particularly clear in the quiet Qianzhi House.
Ying, who was sitting on a chair not far away, twitched her ears instantly, and her drooping shoulders suddenly stiffened.
She slowly raised her head and glared at Shao Yun fiercely.
There was anger and coquettishness in his eyes, and the Hakiying form appeared again!
Then, Ying snorted, turned her face away in a huff, and brought the crystal conch cake in her hand to her mouth, but didn't take a bite. Her cheeks were puffed up, and she looked like she was in a bad mood.
Shao Yun quickly coughed lightly, rubbed the corners of his mouth with his fingertips, and forced himself to suppress the smile that was not completely suppressed. His expression management was finally back on track.
He leaned closer to Sora, lowering his voice, but still with a hint of amusement: "No, just because her breasts aren't as good, Ying is jealous and emo?"
Kong spread his hands, glanced secretly in Ying's direction, and added in a low voice.
"Who knows? Just now, after Qianzhi reported Shen He's measurements, my sister stared at Shen He's back for a long time, and then she just sat there listlessly."
Shao Yun shook his head helplessly and patted Kong's arm.
"Okay then, I'll go and comfort her so she doesn't have to be unable to eat later."
After saying that, Shao Yun walked towards Ying with light steps. When passing by Paimeng, he signaled her to keep quiet.
Paimon blinked and turned back wisely.
Shao Yun walked behind the chair where Ying was sitting, gently placed his hands on her shoulders, and slowly massaged them.
"Ying, I understand everything."
Ying felt the force on her shoulder and slowly raised her head. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her tone was full of grievance and a little unconvinced.
"What do you know?"
Shao Yun leaned over, put his mouth close to her ear, and spoke in a very low voice.
"I know you've been secretly competing with yourself after hearing Shen He's measurements. I don't care about that. What's so emo about that?"
When Ying heard Shao Yun's words of comfort, she pouted and asked angrily, "If I told you tonight that your small vagina is also very cute, wouldn't you be upset?"
Although she knew that Shao Yun didn't care about this, Ying couldn't help feeling disappointed.
Shao Yun was amused by her words. He reached out and gently pinched her chin, rubbing his fingers across her soft cheek.
"But the opposite is true."
He leaned closer, teasing with an ambiguity that only the two of them could understand:
"After every one of us, weren't you always so exhausted I couldn't get out of bed? This is the hard truth. Why are you still fussing over 'size'?"
"Hey! You two!"
Paimon, who was floating nearby, blushed instantly, covered his eyes with his little hands, but couldn't help peeking through his fingers.
"We're in Chiori's house! Chiori-san and Ailufu are here! Don't say such explicit things in public!"
Then she glanced in Qianzhi's direction, afraid that others would hear the couple's "dirty talk", which made her look particularly embarrassed.
Chizhi, who was not far away, was not affected at all. She lowered her head and concentrated on sketching the clothes on the drawing paper. The tip of the pen made a rustling sound as it moved across the paper. She was so focused that she didn't hear the conversation here at all.
Of course, I don’t know if he really didn’t notice or if he pretended not to hear…
Ying's cheeks flushed at Shao Yun's words, but when she lowered her head and saw the small bump on her chest, she subconsciously looked at Shen He sitting opposite her, who looked like two big soft coconuts.
Ying's mood dropped again, and her voice was a little anxious and low.
"But why am I so small... I don't feel attractive at all."
Shao Yun looked at her confused and lost expression, feeling completely bewildered.
He looked at Ying quietly.
After giving birth, her waist is still slender, but it has a bit more softness of a wife. The purity of a girl is mixed with the maturity of a new mother. She is obviously more charming than before.
He couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Could it be that after giving birth to Xi, she became less confident about her figure?
But there is no need for that, they all look beautiful in his eyes.
He dropped his teasing tone, gently rubbed Ying's shoulders with both hands, and spoke in a gentler tone.
"Don't let your imagination run wild. You look great like this, pure and soft, and super comfortable to hold. And charm isn't determined by size."
Seeing Ying still drooping her lips, Shao Yun scratched the top of Ying's head with his fingers and spoke in a deliberately teasing tone, trying to lighten the atmosphere.
"Besides, you should be more open-minded. You're older than Walnut, so at least you still have ups and downs."
"Cough, cough, cough!" Ying coughed violently twice when she heard this and almost choked on her own saliva.
After finally catching her breath, she pointed at Shao Yun's nose, feeling both angry and amused.
"No, why don't you compare me to a 'wooden board'? If Hu Tao heard you say that, she'd definitely fly over from Liyue Harbor with her Homa staff to beat you up!"
Shao Yun spread out his hands and said confidently, "This is the truth anyway! If you don't believe me, go ask Zhongli. He'll definitely say the same thing."
Ying was left with no way to refute what he said, and could only sigh heavily, her voice softening with a hint of uncertainty and grievance.
"Then... will you dislike me? Do you dislike my small breasts and say they're not pretty?"
How could Shao Yun dislike Ying? My Ying is so pretty!
However, Shao Yun still leaned close to Ying's ear and whispered teasingly, "What are you disgusted with? I think this is just right."
"But if you really care... come to my room in the middle of the night and I'll rub it for you? Maybe it'll get bigger while I rub it?"
"you!"
Ying raised her hand and pushed away Shao Yun's face. She could feel the warmth of his face with her palm and glared at him in shame and anger.
"All you know is these dirty jokes! You have no manners!"
Shao Yun deliberately dodged back in an exaggerated manner, covering his cheek that was pushed with his hand.
"I just want to make you happy!
Ying secretly glanced at Shao Yun, and the anxiety in her heart gradually dissipated, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
Although I still care a little, after hearing what my husband said, I don’t seem to care that much anymore.
(Sigwen's mother and baby class: "Appearance anxiety" is one of the most common but most easily overlooked problems for new mothers after childbirth!)
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At this moment, Qianzhi had already drawn the draft of new clothes for Shenhe and Kong.
She raised her hand to rub her sore wrist, then picked up four line drawings and shook them. The crisp sound of paper broke the silence in the room.
"The draft drawing is ready!"
Then, he personally introduced: "I designed two sets of denim long skirts for Miss Shen He, both with long sleeves and small stand-up collars to block the wind and sand;
The waist is fitted and the hem reaches two fingers below the knee, making it easy to walk. There are also hidden button pockets on the side to store small items.
Another line drawing of Shen He's new clothes shows a coat similar in style to the one Shao Yun is wearing, paired with straight-leg trousers.
"As for Mr. Kong's, they are two sets of clothes similar to the ones Mr. Shao Yun is wearing now. The fabric is thicker and more scratch-resistant."
As soon as Paimeng heard "the draft is done", he immediately floated over and took a closer look at Shen He's line drawing.
The denim long skirt in the line drawing is simple in style, without any extra patterns, and only thin visible lines are sewn on the edges of the pockets. Compared with what Shen He is wearing now, it is indeed less elegant.
How should I put it? I feel that it is not as good-looking as Shen He's current clothes. It feels like a country girl...
She frowned, looked at the line drawing to her left, then turned to glance at Shen He who was holding Xi, shook her head, and complained bluntly:
"I feel that it doesn't match Shen He's temperament! This skirt looks dull, not as pretty as the skirt Sister Shen He is wearing now, and it lacks the fairy feeling."
As she spoke, she reached out and poked the hem of the skirt on the line drawing, "Look at this hem, it's straight, not floating at all!"
Qianzhi didn't expect such feedback and explained her design ideas.
"Aren't you going to Nata to open a ranch later? Ranch life requires constant activity, so durability and sun protection are key."
"The fabric is thick, so it won't be scratched by grass leaves. The long sleeves can also block ultraviolet rays. It's much more practical than thin silk."
She pointed to the line drawing and added, "As for the temperament, this is just a conceptual line drawing. I will improve it when the time comes."
Shao Yun still believed in Qian Zhi's aesthetics and made the final decision:
"I trust Chizhi's aesthetics. You've considered it more carefully than we have. As you said, when it comes to life on a ranch, durability and wear resistance are key."
"Let's not talk about anything else. How much are these four sets of clothes?"
Upon hearing this, Qianzhi scratched the back of his head, walked to the table, picked up a pen, and quickly made a few calculations on the edge of the draft paper.
"Well, I mean... custom-made clothes are inherently more expensive than ready-made garments. Plus, the 'wear-resistant' effect you're looking for means the material cost is a bit higher than regular fabric."
"Conservatively speaking, these four sets of clothes would cost 800,000 Mora. But don't worry, the clothes I make here come with a lifetime warranty. If they get worn out or torn, you can always take them back for repairs."
At this point, Qianzhi reminded: "Of course, don't make it too bad! If it breaks into pieces, there's nothing I can do!"
"Eight hundred thousand?"
Shao Yun was stunned and subconsciously touched his chin.
When Shao Yun heard that four sets of clothes were less than 800,000 Mora, he recalled the clothes Ningguang had paid for to be customized for Ying. Why was there such a big difference?
"How come this price is so much cheaper than the clothes I originally made for Ying?"
Qianzhi recalled the situation when she made clothes for Ying. Why didn’t you tell me how tricky the requirements were at that time!
"If Miss Ying's original dress was only durable, it wouldn't have cost so much."
"The key is, wasn't the original requirement for the 'soft armor' to work? I also have to make sure it doesn't hurt or affect my movements."
"I sewed all of that into the lining, stitch by stitch. It took me half a month just to sew the soft armor. How could that be expensive?"
"Now, when we make jeans for Miss Shen He and Mr. Kong, we don't need to sew soft armor, we just make a thick and wear-resistant lining. This reduces the number of steps by more than half, so the price naturally comes down."
At this time, Shao Yun recalled the scene when he went to find Ying and Jie De when he was about to turn against Babel.
"But in the end, Jade still cut a few holes in the dress..."
"Please don't talk about that anymore!" Ying immediately put her hands on her hips, her eyes full of resentment.
"It's been so long, why are you still remembering it? I've noticed you're really fond of holding grudges!"
Shao Yun curled his lips helplessly and muttered, "It's just a casual chat... I just feel sorry for you."
Ying recalled her time living in the Xumi Desert and complained, "It's all Babel's fault. There's nothing Jade can do about it."
Then, Ying waved her hands and said unhappily, "Forget it, let's not talk about those unhappy things. Aren't we doing well now?"
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