"Brother Yu, you should try it on quickly and see if you like it," Jiang Mianmian handed the clothes to Yu Cheng.
Although Yu Cheng had already seen Jiang Mianmian making clothes for him, he was still very surprised to see the finished product.
"I quite like it," Yu Cheng took the clothes and touched them gently.
This was the most thoughtful gift he had ever received, a nine-year-old girl had made it for him with her own hands.
Jiang Mianmian, feeling rather proud, pretended to be modest and said, "You haven’t even tried it on yet, how can you say you like it?"
"Then I’ll try it on right now."
Yu Cheng went to the washroom and changed into the clothes Jiang Mianmian had prepared for him.
He lifted his arms and stretched his legs, feeling they fitted perfectly, even more comfortable than the ones he bought at the department store.
In fact, with his tall stature, long legs, broad shoulders, and slim waist, he would look good even in a sack, but clothes tailored specifically for him were indeed different.
Moreover, the shirt Jiang Mianmian made had a slightly different style from the popular crisp white shirts, with a semi-circular hem and neckline that better suited the effervescent youth.
Additionally, she had sewn a simple black vertical barcode on both the left breast and the right side of the neckline, adding a trendy and lively, yet not exaggerated, sense of design.
Yu Cheng came out wearing the new shirt, with the corners of his mouth turned upwards, "Not bad at all."
"Hehe, I did study this professionally, after all," Jiang Mianmian was also chuckling, admiring how handsome the little brother looked.
She thought her design deserved an eight out of ten, but Yu Cheng made it feel like a perfect ten. He truly was a natural clothes hanger.
In her heart, Jiang Mianmian secretly decided that from now on, Yu Cheng would be her personal model, and what’s more, a free one, hehe...
Yu Cheng looked at Jiang Mianmian, who seemed lost in thought and chuckling at him intermittently; he shook his head helplessly, she really was just a kid.
"How about it, Brother Yu? I am amazing, aren’t I?" Jiang Mianmian asked with her head held high and a smug look on her face.
"Hmm, amazing you are, but just a tiny bit less so than me," Yu Cheng extended his little finger to show just a tiny gap.
"Hmph, I have many talents, Brother Yu. You’ll find out in time," Jiang Mianmian snorted proudly.
"Next up, I am going to make clothes for Sister Cheng, I’ll make her a dress."
Yu Cheng, however, slightly frowned and said, "Don’t make it anymore, if you keep doing this, you’ll turn into an old granny. Let’s go out and buy a set instead."
Yu Cheng saw that Jiang Mianmian had spent almost the entire past two days indoors making clothes for him, and it made him feel sorry for her.
He had brought Little Lamb over to play, not to make clothes.
Jiang Mianmian knew that Yu Cheng said this because he was worried about her getting too tired, and she explained, "Brother Yu, don’t worry, I’ve already discussed it with Aunt Sun and she will make Sister Cheng’s clothes with me."
Aunt Sun had offered to help her with making clothes the day before yesterday but she had refused.
Because it was clothes for Yu Cheng, she wanted to complete it personally, even though the process was slow, it was now successfully finished.
As for Sister Cheng’s, she would work on it together with Aunt Sun.
Knowing that Aunt Sun would help, Jiang Mianmian wouldn’t have to work as hard, so Yu Cheng no longer objected.
"Alright, just don’t wear yourself out," Yu Cheng instructed.
"Yes, Brother Yu, don’t worry, I won’t tire myself out," she said.