Chapter 115 Do I look good?

  Ji Zhao wanted to pull out his right hand nervously, but Shen Yao grasped it tighter and tighter.

   "You... what are you going to do?" Ji Zhao mustered up the courage to look him in the eyes, and asked in a low voice.

   "Don't move." Shen Yao said these two words softly, then carefully raised her right hand, turned her wrist over, and wiped off some sheep blood sticking to it.

   "...Thank you?" Ji Zhao quickly withdrew his palm, "I suddenly remembered that I still need some shallots, I'll go find my mother..."

   "Wait!" Shen Yao suddenly stopped her footsteps.

   "Is there... anything else?"

   "A Tao, are you afraid of me?" Shen Yao walked around to her again, and asked softly.

   "No...no?" Ji Zhao quickly waved his hand, "I'm not afraid of you, me, me...why am I afraid of you? I'm not afraid of you."

   "A Tao, do you like that wooden hairpin?" Shen Yao never found the wooden hairpin on her hair bun, and there was a hint of disappointment in his mournful tone.

   "I like it... That peach blossom that is about to bloom is lifelike, very vivid and beautiful."

   "I also engraved a word Zhao on it, did you see it?"

   "I see." Ji Zhao nodded obediently, "The wooden hairpin is very beautiful, I like it very much, thank you."

   "What about me?" Shen Yao suddenly approached, held her shoulders, and forced her to look at him, "Can you answer my question?"

  Ji Zhao swallowed nervously, and was stunned for a while, not knowing how to respond, when he just heard Zhao Lanhua's voice—

   "A Tao, come out and let mother see if this waist fits. If it doesn't fit, mother will change it for you!"

   "Hey, I'm coming!" Ji Zhao hurriedly bypassed Shen Yao, and hurried out of the kitchen.

   Whenever she and Shen Yao were alone in a room, she felt that the rhythm of her heart was beating a little abnormally!

   What's more, when she saw his eyes, she would lose her mind, and her brain kept clamoring for words that could not be written—

   "Mother, is this skirt made for me?" Ji Zhao came to the yard, obediently in front of the stake.

Zhao Lanhua held a newly made sky-blue long dress embroidered with small yellow daisies and compared it to Ji Zhao's back, "Of course, I didn't blow it up, your mother and your second sister-in-law embroidered it." The workmanship is not bad, look at the flower pattern on this skirt, do you like it?"

   "It's very beautiful, fresh and elegant, I like it very much." Ji Zhao looked at the long skirt seriously, and said from the bottom of his heart, "It's really very beautiful!"

   "As long as you like it," Zhao Lanhua smiled, "It's not in vain that your second sister-in-law and I have worked so hard for several days."

   "Thank you mother, thank you second sister-in-law!" Ji Zhao happily picked up the clothes, and went back to the house with a smile to try them on.

  The original owner's figure is very graceful, exquisite, with smooth curves.

  Although she has **** and fat buttocks, she has a willow slender waist that doesn't fit her grip.

  When Shen Yao inadvertently caught a glimpse of the moment when he put on a new dress and walked out of the house, his eyes were full of amazement.

  Ji Zhao raised his lips proudly!

  Although the original owner is a fool without a brain, she can't stand her good looks and figure!

   Otherwise, Zhao Lanhua would not have been willing to pay two taels of silver to bring the original owner back to the Shen family compound when the drought was so severe.

   "Mother, second sister-in-law, do I look good?" Ji Zhao walked into the yard, walked around in front of them, and smiled slightly.

   "It looks good!" Zhao Lanhua and Shen Ersao nodded simultaneously.

  Shen Yao suddenly approached, walked in front of her, and smiled slightly.

  There are beauties in the southern country, whose beauty is like peaches and plums.

  (end of this chapter)