Lu Mo nodded. The old lady was kind and kind, and she really liked Ye Qingqing. She let this girl get along with this old lady who is truly a good example of her, and she can teach her words and deeds well.

The old lady had just returned home from a walk outside, and when she saw Ye Qingqing, she immediately smiled happily.

I don’t know why, but she and this little girl were very close. She thought about it even though she hadn’t seen each other for a day, just like her own grandparents and grandchildren.

"Don't the girl wear red today? The green is also beautiful, as beautiful as the green onion." The old lady joked.

A few days ago, Ye Qingqing pulled a piece of light green floral and a piece of blue plaid cloth, and asked Lin Shufang to make two skirts for her. The remaining cloth strips made Lin Shufang, who was skilled, make the skilled Lin Shufang make the matching head flower.

What she wore today was a light green and white dress. Lin Shufang made it into a pleated skirt, which was fashionable and fresh. Ye Qingqing also tied two head flowers of the same color on the two braids.

He has fair skin, tall figure, black and shiny hair, which is really as fresh and sophisticated as a shallot.

Lu Mo had long discovered the change in the color of Ye Qingqing's skirt and kept asking what was going on with this girl. He had heard Ye Qingqing say before that he would only wear red skirts forever. What was the stimulation this time?

Ye Qingqing picked up the hem of her skirt and turned around in circles. A beautiful green cloud suddenly floated, as well as two white legs, and... a small white inner.

All fell into Lu Mo's hawk's eyes.

His face became hot, and he quickly turned his head away, and his mind was rumbling, blue, white, lace, red strawberries... all ran out to fight!

Lu Mo picked up the magazine from the coffee table and started reading it.

"Enough is enough... and my legs are exposed..."

The old lady noticed Lu Mo's embarrassing appearance and secretly made her laugh. This young man is a gentleman and should not be treated as inappropriate!

"oops!"

Ye Qingqing then realized, stopped and covered her skirt, looked back and forth, and found that the family was full of women, only Lu Mo, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It’s okay for my own man to see it, so sooner or later he will have to sleep in a bed!

"You girl should be careful outside. If you provoke a hooligan, you will cry!" The old lady looked serious, not joking.

Ye Qingqing knew that the old lady was doing her best, so she nodded obediently and said coquettishly: "I am just like this at home. There are no outsiders at home, and I cover them tightly outside."

She also found it strange that this was the second time that the old lady said such things, and she felt like she had experienced something!

The old lady looked at Lu Mo who was pretending to read a magazine, with a smile in her eyes and joked: "It's true that they are all my own people!"

Lu Mo's hand holding the magazine trembled, and his face became hotter.

And... after reading for a long time, he couldn't see a word clearly. What was he writing?

Ye Qingqing giggled, not embarrassed at all. She was originally her own person, Lu Mo belonged to her, and she belonged to Lu Mo. They were open and upright unmarried couples.

"Do you look at the Friends of Women? I'll see what I wrote and how to prevent dysmenorrhea? Lu Mo, are you studying this?"

Ye Qingqing originally just glanced at it casually, but when she saw the name in the magazine, she almost laughed and couldn't help but lean over and tease her for a few words.

With Ye Qingqing's reminder, Lu Mo finally saw clearly what was written in the book-

Don’t panic if you have dysmenorrhea. The editor has sorted out a few good ways to help your dear women...

"boom……"

My brain is about to explode!
Chapter completed!