When Shen Yue heard Si Chengyou's suggestive words, she looked away and did not respond. She pulled Mo Aman to change clothes together.
However, wearing Hanfu is very complicated. Shen Yue pondered for a long time and could only fold the clothes on herself in the order originally laid out. Mo Aman also put them on randomly based on his feeling.
After folding for a while, Shen Yue and Mo Aman looked at each other and felt that the clothes were somewhat different from the set they had seen outside just now.
"Boss, is this what the dress is like? Does it look good on me?"
Shen Yue remained silent. It was beautiful, but she always felt that something was wrong.
Shen Yue looked for a while before she realized that Mo Aman had a red thing tied around his chest.
She remembered that the red color was originally tied at the waist of the clothes.
"Aman, this should be worn around your waist."
"Really? I thought it was a tube top."
"It seems that the dynasty from which this garment was made did not have tube tops, only bellybands."
"Dumbbell? What does a bellybell look like?"
"Next time I'll buy it and show it to you."
"OK."
The two of them were chatting in the spacious locker room as if no one was around, and they didn't think that there was a guard No. 14 and the owner Si Chengyou standing outside.
Si Chengyou originally pretended not to hear, but when Shen Yue and Mo Aman changed the topic from bellybands to how to deal with sagging breasts, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He is fine, just an old man. Didn’t he see that the innocent little boy No. 14’s ears are almost bleeding
"Would you two like to check the dressing order as I told you?" Si Chengyou spoke from outside, reminding the two people inside that the sound insulation in the locker room was poor.
Then, without waiting for an answer, he began to speak, "The innermost white layer is the middle garment. Tie the left belt of the middle garment first, then the right belt. Tie the lining first, then the outside."
After Si Chengyou opened his mouth, the sound of conversation inside disappeared, replaced by the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.
When the time was almost up, Si Chengyou continued, "The way to wear the lower skirt is the same as the middle shirt. Wrap the middle shirt around it, tie the left belt first, then wrap the skirt around the waist and tie the belt outside the lower skirt."
"Next is the curved skirt... ... wide belt..."
After Si Chengyou finished speaking, not long after, Shen Yue and Mo Aman came out.
Shen Yue, needless to say, was wearing a light green dress with light blue peonies embroidered on the cuffs, a few auspicious clouds outlined with silver thread, and a blue sea and cloud pattern on the hem. Her jet-black hair fell behind her, and her every move was as graceful as willows embroidered in the wind.
Although Mo Aman does not look as delicate as Shen Yue, she deliberately changed her face and she is surprisingly charming.
No. 14 was slightly stunned when he looked at Shen Yue, then turned his eyes away calmly.
Si Chengyou looked at Shen Yue with approval and praised her sincerely, "It suits you very well, but there is a problem with the laces. Can I help you tie them again?"
Shen Yue glanced at the bow she had tied so casually that looked like it had been gnawed by a dog, and nodded obediently.
Si Chengyou walked forward and half-knelt in front of Shen Yue. He untied the laces on Shen Yue, tied the cross knot again, circled it, and then tightened the laces. A completely different flowing laces was tied.