Ye Xiaochuan knew Zuo Qiu's skills as a prostitute, and he didn't want to wear Zuo Qiu's clothes now, lest he hurt Zuo Qiu's self-esteem.
However, Zuo Qiu couldn't resist Zuo Qiu's plea, and Zuo Qiu swore that he was good at women's red skills and would never make the stupid mistake of making sleeves of different lengths ten years ago.
Ye Xiaochuan had no choice but to take off his coat.
Zuo Qiu helped Ye Xiaochuan put on the new clothes she had sewn for him.
Ye Xiaochuan spread his arms and walked around a few times.
Not to mention, Zuo Qiu's sewing skills have really improved over the years. At least the sleeves of the clothes he sews are no longer different lengths.
The problem occurs at the hem of the dress.
Zuo Qiu obviously overestimated Ye Xiaochuan's height. The hem was four inches longer and even touched the floor.
It’s not her fault, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
Perhaps in Zuo Qiu's mind, Ye Xiaochuan is handsome and tall, with a pair of long legs from the navel down. According to Zuo Qiu's mind about Ye Xiaochuan's height, it can be forgiven that the hem of the made clothes is longer.
Zuo Qiu's face was very red, even redder than when he confessed his love to Ye Xiaochuan before.
Confession means letting go of reserve and shyness inside.
If the clothes are not done well, it is embarrassing, embarrassing and shameful.
From ancient times, the definition of a good woman is to be good in the hall and in the kitchen.
Beauty, cooking, and childbirth are the three innate skills of women.
Zuo Qiu is a traditional woman. She feels very embarrassed now and feels that Ye Xiaochuan must think that she is not a qualified housewife.
Seeing Zuo Qiu looking for the mouse hole with his head lowered, Ye Xiaochuan said: "Qiu'er, your craftsmanship is good, it fits just right."
Zuo Qiu blushed and said: "Where does it fit? You take off your clothes and I will change them. You are the leader of Gui Xuan Sect, wouldn't you be embarrassed if you go out wearing this?"
Ye Xiaochuan thought it was very good and was unwilling to take it off, but Zuo Qiu refused and pulled at it, finally taking off his clothes.
This provides the group of old men and women outside the door with first-hand gossip material.
There is a soundproof barrier, but the stone house also has a small window, which does not isolate light and shadow.
At this moment, the eyes of a group of demon sect bosses almost popped out of their heads.
Because, through the candlelight reflection on the window, they could clearly see a graceful female figure forcibly pulling off a man's clothes.
Then, the two figures disappeared from the window.
Everyone outside the house looked at each other in shock.
After a while, Qianye Shengjun said: "Changkong, haven't you been bragging all day long that your daughter is a virtuous and virtuous lady? Why don't I look like it?
Your daughter's behavior just now reminded me of an idiom... a hungry tiger pounces on food!"
All the big guys nodded slightly.
Du Jiuniang said with a smile: "It's good to be young, passionate and energetic..."
"Congratulations to Changkong, congratulations to Changkong. With Sect Leader Ye's virility as a man, maybe in ten months, Changkong, you can be your grandpa!"
Changkong was teased by a group of big guys and wanted to defend himself.
However, he was speechless.
Because he also saw the scene reflected on the window just now.
Although it is just a reflection, you can still tell whether the shadow is male or female.
Obviously, it was the woman who was forcibly taking off the man's clothes.
After a series of desperate resistance, the man still could not escape the fate of being forced to bow down by the overlord.
Finally, Changkong held back a sentence: "Children in the world, regardless of trivial matters, especially when it comes to things like this, there must be one person who takes the initiative."
What was said outside the door was spread inside the house.
Ye Xiaochuan and Zuo Qiu instantly understood that the scene of taking off their clothes just now had been misunderstood by a group of old guys outside.
This had a great impact on Zuo Qiu's reputation and reputation.
Ye Xiaochuan wanted to go out and explain.
He was grabbed by Zuo Qiu.
Zuo Qiu seemed to have forgotten to turn on the soundproof barrier, and whispered: "Forget it, let them say what they want to say, I don't care."
Ye Xiaochuan was very helpless.
He knew very well that if he didn't explain it now, he wouldn't be able to explain it clearly in the future.
He expected that within two hours, hundreds of thousands of Holy Cult disciples gathered near the temple would know that Zuo Qiu had forced himself to sleep...
Ye Xiaochuan was worried about many things. In addition to Zuo Qiu's reputation, there was also the future situation of the temple.
Everyone knows that he and Zuo Qiu are close friends of life and death, but the temple can still remain neutral when dealing with the issue of Gui Xuanzong.
After this scandal spread, the fool no longer believed that the temple would remain neutral.
The king is the guide for his subjects, the father is the guide for his son, and the husband is the guide for his wife.
This is a world with three cardinal principles and five constant principles.
Ye Xiaochuan has already slept with Zuo Qiu, so Zuo Qiu is Ye Xiaochuan's. Still want to remain neutral? What a dream!
Ye Xiaochuan was very worried that after he left the temple, Zuo Qiu and Tianwen would face pressure from Tuoba Yu and others.
Now that it's like this, let it be.
The rooster crows, and the sky is about to dawn.
Most of the old guys hiding behind the wall have dispersed, and only a few direct descendants of Gui Xuanzong are still guarding Zuo Qiu's room, protecting Ye Xiaochuan's safety.
At the same time, Cangyun Mountain and Samsara Peak.
Back mountain, ancestral hall.
After a long, long time, Yun Qiyou slowly woke up from the shock and daze.
She stared at the ugly little fish with an ugly and withered face.
Said: "Senior, what do you want me to do when you tell me these secrets?"
Yao Xiaoyu said: "You are a smart person, you should be able to guess it."
Yun Qiyou fell silent.
Of course she had already guessed Yao Xiaoyu’s intention.
He just wanted to let himself and Zhaoyu Jizi pull him ashore from the demonic sea.
But she also knew that she did not have this ability.
Seeing that Yun Qiyou remained silent, Yao Xiaoyu continued: "We'll talk about other things later. Now I want you to go to Tianshui City to find an opportunity to rescue Princess Tianyin and the others."
Yun Qiyou said: "What? Princess Tianyin is in Tianshui City?"
Yao Xiaoyu said: "The big panda outside the door told me that the night before yesterday, it and its owner were attacked by Yu Jizi in a yizhuang in Tianshui City. Princess Tianyin came to help at that time.
Yujizi will not kill Princess Tianyin, she must be trapped, you should find an opportunity to rescue her and the little master of the big panda."
Yun Qiyou frowned.
She said: "You told me such a big secret, aren't you afraid that I will refuse to help you?"
Yao Xiaoyu raised his head, looked at Yun Qiyou, and said word by word: "Will you refuse?"
Yun Qiyou said: "I'll think about it."
After saying that, she turned around and left the ancestor's ancestral hall, holding the Divine Sword of Zhanchen.
After walking out of the gate and just about to fly in the air, I saw a giant panda under the wooden shed not far away, leaning on the wooden wall formed by bundles of wood, and skillfully gnawing on freshly dug bamboo shoots.
Fantong also glanced at her, and the aesthetics of bears were obviously different from humans.
Yun Qiyou, who was the center of attention wherever she went, unexpectedly received a glare from Fan Tong. Fan Tong's big head flicked and he continued to chew bamboo shoots, ignoring her at all.
