Chapter 2187 Supervisor, come and farm with me! (196)

Su Qiao said casually while eating snacks; "Well, it's already done, you go try it, and see if it fits."

Feng Han unwrapped the package and took out the clothes inside to take a look.

Burgundy, embroidered with silver silk auspicious patterns, and there is a circle of silver lace on the double breast and sleeves, which looks really good.

Just... the more he looked, the more he looked like a suit.

The deep meaning in Feng Han's eyes became stronger, and the corners of his mouth smiled: "Okay."

Su Qiao finished his snack and filled his belly a little bit. He removed his hands and was about to go to the kitchen at the back. Unexpectedly, the man came out of the inner room with only a white shirt and a wine-red robe made by Su Qiao in his hand. Up.

raised her waist innocently: "How can I get this strap?"

Su Qiao has a black line on her face: "What I made is just ordinary clothes, not fancy clothes, right?"

Feng Han blinked, his face calm: "I usually never wear it by myself."

Su Qiao's mouth twitched.

It’s so fateful that I don’t even have to wear any clothes by myself.

If this is a modern day, it will be a giant baby.

"Where are people?"

Su Qiao wanted to ask Xiao Guizi to help them wear it, but when he turned around, there was not even a ghost in the hall.

Feng Hanmian did not change his face and said: "They are all busy doing lunch."

"All gone?" Why is she so unbelievable?

"Yuan Wu and the others are busy." Feng Han put his robe on his body at will, and walked in front of her with a girdle.

Su Qiao stared at him for a while.

Is this guy taking her down?

reached out and took the belt in his hand: "Open your hand."

Feng Han stretched out his arms obediently.

"Teach only once, next time you come by yourself."

After finishing speaking, Su Qiao helped him tidy up the white shirt inside, stretched the two **** of the outer robe, and finally stretched his hand around his waist and looped the belt from the back back to the front to fasten it tightly.

While she was busy, Feng Han was looking down at her, the corners of her mouth could not be suppressed, and her black eyes were full of smiles.

"Next time?"

"Okay, next time you do it for me, I will wear it myself."

Su Qiao neatly helped him tidy up the placket and girdle, and then pushed him away without gentleness: "It's all routines."

He obviously doesn’t know how to wear clothes, and he deliberately distracts the little kamiko and the others. What is this not a routine?

She just asked him to learn how to wear clothes next time, but he asked her to help him make clothes next time. Isn't this a routine?

routine?

"What do you mean?" Feng Han asked curiously.

"I'm going to cook barbecue, I don't have time to grind here with you."

Su Qiao was too lazy to explain to him, turned around and left.

Feng Han stretched his hand and held her: "Wait."

"What else?" Su Qiao's head was almost big.

She just wants to cook a meal, why is there so many people?

Feng Han shook his sleeves lightly: "You haven't said how this clothes wears on me."

Su Qiao: "..."

"I will do it for you, help you wear it, and when it's over, I have to compliment you?"

"Why don't you, God you."

A man, should he be so stinky?

Feng Han was a little blushing: "Ahem, I don't look good in clothes?"

Su Qiao looked up and down and nodded very face-to-face: "It looks good."

He is a tall and thin figure, with fair skin and exquisite features, but he is faintly feminine. It is no wonder that few people doubt his identity.

The reason why Su Qiao chose the wine red color at the time was because he felt it matched his temperament.

"Then why did you leave without looking at it?" Feng Han was slightly dissatisfied.

(End of this chapter)