Chapter 297: A White Dress
Curtis was the one who captured the prey they had for dinner. After eating, the family of four returned to the top story. At the sight of the new snakeskin in the bedroom, Parker realized that Curtis had shed his skin, not consumed a transparent crystal as he had assumed.
Seeing this snakeskin reminded Parker of the scene where Bai Qingqing was captured. Hence, he pulled a long face at Curtis. After arranging his nest, he said to Bai Qingqing, “Qingqing, sleep with me today.”
“Sure,” Bai Qingqing replied after a moment’s hesitation.
Although today was the big day where Curtis shed his skin, Parker had been slogging for half a day. If she didn’t show some bias towards him, he would surely feel highly aggrieved. Moreover, since Curtis couldn’t be exposed to the sun, Parker would have to be the one tending to the rice fields. Hence, Bai Qingqing wanted to make it up to Parker a little.
Parker revealed a broad grin. Lifting Bai Qingqing into his arms, he placed her in the center of the nest.
Curtis merely lowered his eyes and walked to his nest all by himself. He picked up his snakeskin and started to tailor clothes. By now, he knew Bai Qingqing’s body so well that there wasn’t a need to take measurements anymore.
In any case, he didn’t wish to sleep, so he decided he’d just let the leopard have Snow tonight.
Bai Qingqing’s skin still felt hot and prickly. The minute she closed her eyes, all she could feel was that uncomfortable sensation. No matter how she tried, she couldn’t get to sleep. Hence, she crawled to the edge of the nest to watch Curtis make clothes.
“Can you make other designs? I want to wear something looser. Something with two straps on the shoulders, so that it won’t slip off.”
Bai Qingqing gestured to her shoulders, then above her knees.
“Make it this long. I’ll just have to put on this one-piece before going out. Can you do that?”
Curtis smiled indulgently at her. “Of course.”
“Thank you.”
Bai Qingqing said cheerfully. She laid on her stomach on the grass nest and watched as Curtis skillfully sewed the dress for her. Parker also turned to the same side, transformed into a leopard beside Bai Qingqing, and slept with his face down.
The next day, Bai Qingqing put on the new clothing.
The white dress had a simple design, and the slim shoulder straps made Bai Qingqing’s shoulders and arms appear particularly slim and delicate. The large scales on the dress’s fabric looked like exquisite dark floral prints. Under the hem of that dress was a pair of knees that didn’t have an ounce of flab, slim and delicate calves, and even her petite feet exuded an exquisiteness.
As Curtis gazed at her, the satisfaction he felt in his heart was inexplicable.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes!” Bai Qingqing nodded her head hard, her eyes filled with delight.
Although there wasn’t a full-length mirror, Bai Qingqing could still feel Curtis’s extraordinary skill. This dress was slightly tighter on top so that when she bent over she wouldn’t easily expose herself. The waist was also deliberately tightened, showing the beautiful curves of her waist. The skirt of the dress was very loose and felt very comfortable.
Other than the tightened part at the waist that had been trimmed, the other parts were in one piece. It was evident that Curtis had spent quite some effort on the design.
If this dress was sold in a boutique, shoppers would certainly go crazy over it.
Bai Qingqing spun one round to admire herself, causing the dress to flare up, and bringing about a breeze to her body. This made Bai Qingqing, who hadn’t worn a dress for a long time, think that she had exposed herself. She hurriedly held down her dress and smiled embarrassedly.
Of course, Bai Qingqing did wear underwear inside—it was hard for a person to change her clothing habits after more than a decade.
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The task of the day was to grind wheat into flour. Curtis joined in as well. Using his snake tail to coil around the handle of the grinding stone, he turned the grinding stone at an appropriate speed. Parker was in charge of cleaning the wheat and feeding it into the grinding stone, and from time to time he would pour in some clear water.
People in the modern ages certainly wouldn’t make flour using such a brutal and simplistic method, much less add water into the wheat. Instead, in the modern days, flour was made in a dry state.