Chapter 19
Wang Yang didn't want to look at Wang Po, but Wang Po, who came out and closed the door, looked at Wang Yang with his eyes slanted. "I heard from my daughter, do you want to change rooms?"
Wang Yang was stunned at first, and then he showed a earnest smile with no moral integrity. "Yes, yes, Wang Po, look, I have made so much contribution to you, Yihonglou. Should you change a room or something?"
"Did you change to the next door?" Wang Po asked as if she didn't understand. Wang Yang was so happy that he just fell into his head, and instantly froze halfway through, and his face suddenly changed.
Wang Yang raised his eyebrows and stared at the old woman with a black face with a black look on her face. "What do you mean by Wang Po? Playing with me, no matter whether it is next door to the left or next door to the right, there are eight people in one room,"
That's right, Wang Po was just coming to vent his anger. Before, his daughter had told Wang Po that in order to win over Wang Yang, who was quite thoughtful and capable, Wang Po also agreed to his daughter's suggestion. However, the problem is that Wang Yang often argued with Wang Po, which is why Wang Po didn't want Wang Yang to be able to switch to the single room so easily and happily.
"You said you wanted to change a room, but you didn't say what kind of room you wanted to change. The old man naturally had to ask you for your opinion. Why don't you want to change it? Then the old man is lazy... You guy, pull me... Why are you doing?" Wang Po then acted to go back to the room, and felt a strange force pulling her sleeve. Fortunately, the chassis is stable, otherwise she would have to be staggered.
"Dear Ms. Wang, I'm as beautiful as a flower... The aunt who values ​​beauty and wisdom, hehehe, if there is any offense in the language below, please don't blame me. Oh, I missed me all my life and was wandering in Tokyo Bianliang. Now I'm lucky to be taken in by Wang Po, which really makes me feel grateful in my heart. "Old driver Wang turned on the flattery of multiple Gatlin heavy machine guns.
Unexpectedly, Wang Po, who had been quarreling with Wang Yang too many times in the past, heard Wang Yang getting close to him, but instead she was furious all over and was frightened. She quickly pulled her sleeve back. "Stop, you talk to your aunt."
Wang Yang was furious, but when he thought that he was saving people now, saving himself from being hot and hot in the water? No, it was saving his fate of being tortured by his stinky feet and snoring, he had to patiently say with a smile.
"What I mean is Wang Po, please change me a single room as soon as possible, otherwise the smell of those guys' stinky feet will almost make me feel nervous. If I really make me sick, I will not be able to offer suggestions and loyalty to the building at that time..."
"It's OK in a single room, but you have to see if your idea is really effective this time." Wang Po smiled, smiling very tactfully.
"Just look, there is no precedent for unsuccessful action by Mr. Wang. When I was old, you are not allowed to keep your word." Wang Yang curled his lips contemptuously and said disdainfully.
"Who are you talking about?"
"Who are you talking about?"
The two of them opened up like cockfighting. At this time, Liu Yiyi pushed open the door with helpless expression. "Okay, okay, don't make a noise. Come in quickly, the size is ready."
The two of them groaned at the same time. Finally, when Wang Yang was about to enter the house with a look of disappointment, he was gently patted by Liu Yiyi's white, tender and thin little hands. "A real man, why bother with women..."
The soft eyes and the soft voice that sings softly in the ears of the little yellow oriole made Wang Daren's originally noisy anger so that only a few flames remained.
Wang Yang groaned and continued to go into the house, but he also felt that Liu Meizhi was right. What's the point of confronting an old lady? It would be better to carefully appreciate the long and round legs.
"All the sizes are here. Brother Wang, what do you want to do?" Liu Yiyi walked to the desk and picked up the rice paper full of words and handed it to Wang Yangdao.
"Well... the elasticity of this black veil is a bit bad, but it doesn't matter. Come on, you have to cut it like this..." Wang Yang guided the two villagers to start cutting it with an old driver.
As the saying goes, I have never eaten pork, at least I have seen pigs running away, and I have never sewed stockings, but I have at least tore them... Cough cough, at least I have seen them. Every summer, countless pairs of long legs with black stockings, meat stockings and red stockings swaying from Wang Yang.
Tsk tsk tsk, as soon as you recall, Wang Daguan Ren felt that he had endless aftertaste and still had not finished his feelings. In short, the invention of stockings is undoubtedly a milestone in the history of socks. It is not only a product of the elegant beauty of countless women, but also a huge boon for countless men's visual and tactile enjoyment.
Some small flaws and defects on the legs can be covered by stockings. In addition, the smoothness and smoothness of the stockings can increase the beauty of the legs. Wearing stockings can give people a solemn, beautiful and elegant feeling. Therefore, female employees in many industries must wear stockings when working, because stockings have many benefits, which are protected from cold and warm, and can also protect against sunlight and sweat.
In addition, stockings are equivalent to applying a certain amount of pressure to the legs from the outside of the legs, which can greatly reduce leg pain, swelling and fatigue. Just like the soldiers of the army in the past liked to tie leg gaits on their legs.
Of course, although stockings can also replace leggings, the problem is that if the eyes are filled with a group of big men wearing long black stockings, it is easy to make the enemy laugh together and lack the seriousness and discipline of war. Maybe it is because of 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 founding of the Special Relativity Theory, and it is like Edison inventing the electric light.
Well, Wang Yang is not a stocking control, but it does not prevent him from feeling the Year of the Legs from an appreciation of beauty. Well, long-leg control should be the instinct of every excellent man.
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The two embroiderers worked together, but it was indeed not a cover. In just two incense sticks, two stockings that were cut according to Wang Yang's wishes and sewed the edges appeared in front of Wang Yang.
After Wang Yang took it in his hand and conducted a cautious and serious examination, he told the two embroidery girls to make some modifications, which made the girl Youyou who had been waiting nervously to put it on.
Because he was worried that it was his first time trying it on, he would tear off such a light thing, Wang Yang even set an example and wanted to walk over to demonstrate to Miss Youyou.
"Give it to me." Liu Yiyi appeared in front of Wang Yang magically, and smiled and stretched out her hand.
"How do you?" Wang Yang raised his eyebrows. Damn, he hated such a guy who always ruined his good deeds the most.
"No, but I'm very clever and skillful. Otherwise, Brother Wang, please demonstrate on your own legs and let me take a good look at it?" Liu Yiyi's smile was so sweet, and her voice was as gentle as that of the little Huangying.
But in Wang Yang's eyes, it was as detestable as the tree demon grandma who had dispersed Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian.
Chapter completed!