Wearing women's clothing to farm [live]

"me……"

Cao Dashuai had a bitter face, "Really, daughter-in-law, you are the prettiest, I don't need to praise you, you are the prettiest in our village."

Song Chi: "..."

[Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha]

[Commander, if you are kidnapped, please blink... Survival is really strong! ! 】

[Hahaha, a silly love talk and an embarrassing one who is serious and arrogant, I really like watching the two of them interact (////)]

【I don't read much, I don't have any culture, and I only know one thing, the anchor, you are really good at watching! 】

[Big handsome!Compliment me and I want to be your wife too!your wife!your wife!The person you've slept with all your life! ! 】

[Sisters in front of Goose Goose Goose, calm down! 】

[What am I doing here without a girlfriend or a boyfriend... The dog food is sour...]

…………

Seeing Dashuai Cao's appearance, how could Song Chi feel that he was in a state of being forced to ask, he glanced at Dashuai Cao: "Forget it, forget it, I know, I won't make things difficult for you anymore."

Dashuai Cao glanced at him and said nothing else.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became more awkward. Song Chi touched his nose, the cosmetics in front of the dressing table were scattered, and he simply started to organize the bottles and jars.

Song Chi was tidying up, when he suddenly remembered something, his face felt a little hot, and he was a little embarrassed to speak.

He frowned slightly, turned around to look at Marshal Cao and asked cautiously: "Yesterday... After we finished drinking, I didn't lose my composure, right?"

Dashuai Cao didn't expect Song Chi to ask this question, and the other party's narrow and ink-like eyes made him feel distracted, so he quickly shook his head and denied, "No."

The corners of Song Chi's lips hooked slightly, "Really?"

Dashuai Cao nodded seriously, "Yes, daughter-in-law, you are drunk, and I am drunk too, so I don't know the rest."

Hearing Dashuai Cao's words, Song Chi was silent for a while. His memory of last night was stopped when he was drinking, and he couldn't remember it at all.

But I also feel that something should happen next...

Could it be that he really had that dream again?

【Hey Hey Hey】

[? ? ?Could it be that I misread the live broadcast room yesterday, were those two people last night not you? ? 】

[Ahhh, I was not here yesterday, what happened? ? ? 】

[The blush at first was indescribable... Then the live broadcast was turned off, so did it happen? ! ! 】

[Eternal problem!Sisters, what did the pangolins say? ? 】

【Damn it!What kind of peerless love is this! ! !I'm crazy ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

…………

Song Chi couldn't guess the words floating in the barrage in the live broadcast room, but the parties involved said so, and he didn't think much about it.

"It's fine if you don't."

An inexplicable smile rose from the corner of Song Chi's lips, "One more thing, you go out early in the morning and come back after sunset, what have you been doing all day?"

Cao Dashuai smiled and said: "I went to deliver peppers, bought bows and arrows in the town, and found a blacksmith's shop by the way, and rebuilt all the farm tools at home, thinking that we will have to use them by then, right? , so it’s too late to come back.”

He thought of this point, but sometimes he forgot it when he was busy, and Marshal Cao took it ahead of time to do it.

Song Chi nodded.

At this time, Song Chi also tidied up the cosmetics on the dressing table in front of Song Chi, "Okay, I'll tidy up here, and I'll cook later."

Dashuai Cao followed closely, "Then I'll help you later."

Song Chi looked at Marshal Cao seriously, and asked with a smile, "Suddenly remembered something again. I forgot to ask you, Marshal Cao. How is your injury recovering from your injuries? Are you dizzy or something?"

"No." Dashuai Cao answered very simply.

Song Chi couldn't see through Cao Dashuai, in other words, Song Chi became suspicious of Cao Dashuai.When thinking about the conversation between the restaurant and Chen Zili, the answers were so smooth that no one could find a single fault.

Especially these days, besides talking less, Dashuai Cao rarely shows his stupidity.

Song Chi thought to himself, could it be that he actually recovered?

Dashuai Cao: "Why would my daughter-in-law ask such a question? I'm in good health. There's nothing wrong with me."

At this time, Marshal Cao had a bright smile on his face, he didn't seem to be pretending, but he didn't seem to know what he was talking about at all.

No, I really have to take Dashuai Cao to Mr. Xiao's house tomorrow to check him up.

Song Chi sighed and looked at him quietly.

Alas, his family's silly and handsome husband-in-law.

The weather has been getting hotter and hotter recently, and it is estimated that it will get hotter after a while, and it is not an option to keep it so hot.

That night, Song Chi spread out the fabrics he bought from the town on the table. The linen fabrics on the table had several colors, and there were two pure white fabrics that were smooth to the touch.

Song Chi was thinking about what color to choose so that someone could make a summer pajamas vest or something.

Song Qi came out of the kitchen washing dishes, saw this scene and approached the truth curiously: "Brother, why don't you rest at night?"

Song Chi lowered his head and picked up the fabric, smiling: "Which color do you think is better for sleeping clothes?"

"Sleeping clothes?"

Song Chi's eyes fell on the few pieces of fabric, but he didn't react, "I think it's good to wear unlined clothes to sleep."

"...Well, you don't understand."

Song Chi sighed after hearing what his younger brother said, "Anyway, younger brother, you can give me some advice. Which color is better to choose? I will pick it out and find someone to make one for me in a few days."

Song Qi pursed his lips slightly when he heard his brother's question, and smiled: "Brother, tell me, what kind of clothes do you want to make?"

Song Chi raised his eyebrows: "You understand?"

Song Qi smiled gently: "Almost."

Song Chi's family is relatively rich, and he is the only seedling in his family. In modern times, he has never worn worn clothes with mending. He has only heard of the craft of sewing clothes by himself.

Completely clueless.

Song Chi laughed, and said teasingly: "Why didn't I know that brother, you can make clothes?"

"Brother, you are so strange."

Song Qi scratched his head and said in surprise, "Have you forgotten that I usually sew all the rags in our family?"

"...Yeah, maybe I've misremembered."

Song Chi almost slipped the tongue, but he didn't remember it at all, "It's okay, brother, what do you do?"

"or……"

Song Qi asked tentatively, "Brother, just tell me what you want to wear, and see if I can make one for you."

"True or false."

Hearing what his younger brother said, Song Chi looked up at him in surprise, "All right, I'll find a pen and paper to draw it for you to see, it's the coolest to wear in hot weather!"

Song Chi found brushes and white paper from the room, Song Qi also prepared thread and scissors of various colors, and Song Chi drew on the white paper.

I drew for a while.

Song Chi finally finished the drawing and took it to Song Qi for a look. Song Qi looked at it, frowned and said he couldn't understand it.

Song Chi: "..."

Song Chi held up his "masterpiece" in his hands dumbfounded. What he drew was a nightgown and a vest. The vest was in a super simple shape. Song Qi probably couldn't imagine it.

"Why can't you understand?"

Song Chi held up the "masterpiece" and tried to explain to his younger brother, "For example, this one is a normal dress with no sleeves, you just need to draw me these, these, and these I have drawn lines, and you will give me all the materials. Cut it out, trim the sides, and then look at sewing a nice pattern and it’s almost done.”

Song Qi was taken aback when he heard this.

Seeing his younger brother's appearance, Song Chi said, "Huh? Still don't understand??"

"I understood."

As soon as Dashuai Cao, who had just taken a bath, saw them discussing this issue, he said with a smile, "I will. Wife, I will sew for you."

Song Chi: "Hahaha, handsome, don't make fun of me, you really will?"

Dashuai Cao glanced at him, and without further ado, he picked up the fabric on the table, and then began to draw on the fabric, cutting it and threading it with a needle and thread.

Stitch after stitch.

Song Chi and Song Qi looked at each other, and Song Chi felt that he had to get to know Cao Dashuai in front of him again, and at this time, Cao Dashuai seemed to have transformed into a skillful embroiderer, pinching the hair in his handsome hands. The embroidery needle scraped her hair a few times, and continued to sew and mend.

The candle was burning, under the slight candlelight, Song Chi blinked, the way he looked at Cao Dashuai was completely different.

Good wife and husband, sewing and mending.

Oh, his handsome man is so virtuous and virtuous.

Another little while.

I saw Cao Dashuai turned over the almost formed vest and stared at it for a while, then folded the raw edges of the collar and cuffs in and sewed it...

The stitches are meticulous, and the hands are unambiguous at all.

In this way, before the time for a stick of incense came, Marshal Cao made a vest look good.

The scene of Cao Dashuai incarnating as an embroiderer with "handy ingenuity" can be seen in the live barrage:

[Fuck! !Absolutely!Hand-stitched love vest! ! 】

[It's so powerful, I really want to learn it... Unfortunately, I can't read the series! [Cover your face! ]]

【Damn it!What are you waiting for, sisters, screenshots, screenshots! ! *罒▽罒*]

[Excuse me, what brand is this needle, thread and hand? [Funny][Funny]]

[God, what kind of fairy trick is this? ? ? 】

【Anchor! !Does your old house sell it? ! ! !I want to buy!Where is it sold! 】

[Smelling the sour smell, I actually laughed like an idiot! ! 】

Song Qi didn't have much reaction.

Song Chi was surprised, he really didn't expect that Cao Dashuai said he would do it, it was really not as simple as just talking.

"Ouch."

Song Qi blinked and said with a smile: "Brother, this little dress is really pretty. Your craftsmanship is really good. I wonder if you used to be a tailor?"

Cao Dashuai packed up the thread bag and embroidery needles in his hand, "No."

Song Qi asked again: "Otherwise, bro, your family is someone whose ancestors were tailors."

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Song Chi raised the vest freshly made by Dashuai Cao and gestured on his body.

very satisfied.

Song Chi smiled: "Well, it's really good, where did you learn this skill, Marshal?"

When Cao Dashuai heard Song Chi's question, he raised his head and looked at him with shining eyes, and said with a smile on his mouth, "I may be born with it."

Song Chi felt that Marshal Cao's words sounded familiar. After thinking about it carefully, Song Chi remembered.

It seems that when they went hunting for the night before, Marshal Cao was also good at setting up tents. Song Chi asked similar questions, and Marshal Cao also answered in the same way.

Song Chi's eyes flickered, and he said softly, "Dead!"

When Dashuai Cao heard this, he smiled sweetly.

The author has something to say: Hahaha

The previous nickname [I eat stinky tofu at night] Xiaocuti gave me an interesting inspiration in the comment area:

Wearing women's cheongsam pajamas and bathrobes... This meme is very cute!

So the commander-in-chief is not satisfied with his sewing skills! !

In the future, Song Chi will wear a handsome hand-stitched women's clothing, and when the night is sultry, there will be another women's erotic pajamas catwalk...

Dashuai Cao: Stop, I'm bleeding from the nose...! .