() After lunch, Song Lian did not make a skirt, but pulled Gong Zihan to find the mountain along the spring water. There was a hot spring at the foot of the mountain. He asked Gong Zihan to use his methods, dug a swimming pool, built it with stones around, and then introduced the hot spring. After finishing, he went back to make the skirt.

At this time, the big bad wolf finally showed his hideous face and said, "Tailed in size, first of all, I have to tailor it for you."

"Isn't it okay to just take a look?"

"Beauty, you forgot that your brother is a martial arts cultivator, and you don't have the spiritual consciousness of your monks."

"Oh, sorry, how do you tailor it?"

"I have a ruler here, and I want to measure your height, sleeve length, shoulder width, waist circumference--."

Speaking of this, Gong Zihan became nervous and immediately pulled the hem of her clothes. When Song Lian talked about the bust, he immediately grabbed Ruyi buckle. When it came to her long legs, she had already clamped her legs and looked at the "Bald Brother" pitifully.

A certain screwdriver kept laughing inside.

In the end, Gong Zihan said pitifully: "Can you not take it off?"

Song Lian was stunned.

It turns out that the beauty thinks that measuring the size requires taking off naked.

Such a good opportunity - suddenly, he felt that it was not the time, and said seriously: "You have misunderstood. You don't have to take off your clothes, you only need to change clothes.

Gong Zihan breathed a sigh of relief and became happy again.

A tailor looked serious: "Stand up and don't move, measure your height first... and then shoulder width..." Every time you measure, you will register it on the paper and slowly.

Finally, it was the waist circumference, and the soft ruler surrounded Gong Zihan's waist. He took the opportunity to hold it down with both hands, and his fingers kept moving back and forth.

Grizzly....

Gong Zihan couldn't help but giggle.

"Don't move!"

"I, itchy, giggle..."

"Itchy people are sensitive, good."

“What is sensitivity?”

"Don't ask, this is the medical name. Now we are making skirts. The waist is better, and there is also the temple circumference."

This time, Gong Zihan was not laughing, but stiff, and a flush appeared on his face. He didn't dare to move, allowing Song Lian to take advantage of him.

After pinching the round and elastic buttocks, Doctor Song held his breath and his heartbeat accelerated...

It seemed that it was a bit long, Gong Zihan moved a little, so he woke up Song Lian, who was constantly stroking and thinking about it, quickly registered the size, and then said, "There is still a bust, um, close your eyes."

The beautiful woman breathed a sigh of relief said silly: "Why, if I close my eyes, I can't see you."

After Song Lian's meal, he felt like he had a sweet spring when he was drinking.

"Haha, just a moment, I didn't run away. I could start working after measuring my bust."

"Well, I'll close my eyes."

At first, Song Lian stood behind Gong Zihan, and the soft ruler circled around her chest and closed her back. Because Song Lian was standing behind her, Gong Zihan was just not used to it. Then, the big bad wolf moved the tightened soft ruler, and Gong Zihan's breathing immediately accelerated. Because she was not wearing a bra, the bad doctor deliberately set the ruler in a sensitive position.

It's not over yet. When turning, the miraculous doctor said, "The bust is the most difficult to grasp, and it is also the key to this kind of skirt. Oh, the size is wrong, what's going on." He said that, someone else had turned to Gong Zihan's front, looked up, and a fire broke out in his heart.

Gong Zihan's eyes were closed, his face was red, his eyelashes were shaking, and he was trying hard to endure the stimulation. Raising his hands was equivalent to letting go of the door and giving the two strong and plump peaks to Brother Song.

I can still bear it there!

A man grabbed his breasts.

ah…….

Gong Zihan could no longer help but moaned, and his whole body became soft. He put his hands down and just put them on Song Lian’s shoulders. This posture is the most convenient thing to do - kissing.

Unfortunately, when Song Lian touched Gong Zihan's soft and sensuous lips, the beauty opened her eyes: "Brother, I feel uncomfortable and can't breathe."

"You are so beautiful, my brother can't help it."

"Don't don't be fine now." Gong Zihan, who was restored to the Qingming Festival, said pitifully.

Song Lian sighed in his heart, knowing that it has reached this level and Gong Zihan is still sticking to the bottom line. It seems that he really can't succeed. "Damn the sect leader, what monster has he taught?" He criticized the sect leader in his heart.

The main thing is that it must jump up when you hear it.

She taught the first disciple, Banzheng, and the second disciple, like Yinwa, but the third disciple closed down did not know if it was a blank paper or an idiot. Because the first two failed, his son also ran away.

All of them have reached this level and are still sticking to the bottom line.

At this moment, Song Lian felt deeply frustrated and a little discouraged and wanted to give up. When he looked up, he felt unbearable when he saw Gong Zihan's pitiful look. He forced himself to smile and said, "Let's make clothes."

"Are you unhappy? But I-"

"Brother knows that he hasn't returned to Qing Miaocheng to hold a marriage. Don't worry, my brother won't force you."

"I-Woo-Woo-Woo-Woo-I know you are unhappy, don't be unhappy, okay, I-I--" She wanted to say, I'll give it to you now, but in the end she couldn't say it.

"Silly girl," Song Lian wiped off Gong Zihan's tears and took the opportunity to pinch his face: "You like your brother, right?"

"Well, I've never been so happy. Master is right, it's great to follow you. I can't say it, it's just that it's very comfortable and relaxing."

"Haha, it's right to keep this feeling. Come on, let's make skirts."

According to the general impression in my memory, Song Lian began to cut fabrics. There are about four types of fabrics in the world of cultivating immortals. The coarse cloth used by ordinary mortals. People with status use silk, monks use silk cloth and special fabrics, mainly made from spiritual beast fur. Many female cultivators rely on this for cultivation resources.

In Song Lian's hands, of course, it is the highest-end special fabric.

After cutting, Song Lian began to teach Gong Zihan how to sew cloth pieces of various shapes.

At this time, Gong Zihan opened Song Lian's eyes.

Gong Zihan initially used needles and threads, like ordinary people. When she understood the current situation, what would be the purpose of connecting the cloth pieces together and what would become in the end, she immediately did not use needles and threads, and immediately started to practice the clothes without pinching the magic tricks.

Without hesitation, half of the top is spliced ​​in the air, seamlessly connected, and then the hem of the skirt under the waist.

Song Lian was stunned.

There are alchemy and weapon refining, and now I have opened my eyes and seen the magical refining clothes.

The beauty finished it in one go, and a dress with a mixed style of a palace lady and a wedding dress hovered in the air, and it was completed.

"Brother, do you have accessories?"

"Oh, this? The accessories are called underwear. There is a condition. After the production is completed, you must wear them for your brother to show them, otherwise I can't adjust them. When wearing them - that, I won't touch you, well, it means you have to take off your clothes."

ah…….

Gong Zihan immediately had a red cloud in the sky, lowered his head shyly, and fought with heaven and man in his heart.

"Oh, if you don't want to."

Song Lian sighed.

Unexpectedly, Gong Zihan whispered: "I am my brother's person. My brother wants to see my body. I will show it to my brother." Then, there was no need to wait until I wore my underwear. In the blink of an eye, Gong Zihan was already standing naked in front of Song Lian.

ah…….

It was Song Lian's turn to exclaim.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? You're bleeding from your nose again."

Gong Zihan had no idea that his beautiful ketone body had become a powerful weapon to kill Song Lian. He wanted to care about Song Lian after taking two steps.

"Don't move. Brother already knows the shape of your breasts. You have put on your clothes and can be cut."

It was definitely a good opportunity just now, but Song Lian had to give up because when he was bleeding from his nose, the strange beads in his lower abdomen were out of control. It seemed that a heat was spreading, which scared him so much that he did not dare to take any action. At least he had to check it clearly. Anyway, if he could go to this point, he would have a second and third time.

While Gong Zihan was practicing her underwear, Song Lian hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly into the bathroom, took off his pants and saw it, and was shocked.

The lower abdomen turned into a small bead by him and the earth element fire spread with the help of his hope. With the beads as the core, interlaced red silk appeared, and the beads seemed to come alive and slowly rotated.

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Anyway, everything is normal, then it is a new thing.

Maybe Jiao Yang knew that it was caused by absorbing geopolitical fire, which was inevitably related to the demonic cultivator.

However, how to speak about this...

In the end, Song Lian decided to observe for a while before talking about it.

Back at the hall, Gong Zihan pointed to the swimsuit in the air, bra and underwear and said, "Brother, is that true? This is a close-fitting underwear, is it so tight and comfortable? Can you not wear a skirt without these accessories?"

Song Lian sighed that women are women. Once the cloth pieces are spliced ​​into a complete shape, they immediately know how to wear them.

"If you try it or not, you can tell if you don't wear it. It's okay to wear a skirt, but it will be uncomfortable. My brother is a man," he shook his head, "I don't know, this is what the tailor asks for. You try it."

"good."

**Keta reappearance.

In front of Song Lian, Gong Zihan put on his underwear.

When wearing a swimsuit, she said, "It's uncomfortable."

Doctor Song, who was admiring and always paying attention to the changes in the beads on the lower abdomen, laughed: "This is only worn when swimming, and you usually wear another set. Now, put on the skirt."

"yeah!"
To be continued...