Shen Li and Zhou Huaishan have both seen each other.

But seeing this does not mean you will do it.

Zhou Qing first pinched a peony shape with bamboo silk, and then stretched out the pink gauze he bought layer by layer.

Making silk flowers requires patience and time consuming.

Zhou Huaishan looked at it for a while and then fell asleep next to Zhou Qing.

The three-bedroom family was filled with excitement and curiosity, and their eyes were almost unavailable to learn it after reading it.

Shen Li sat on one side, tilted his head, held his cheek, and looked at Zhou Qing.

No matter how you look at it, you can't see enough.

Zhou Qing's fingers flew, and a lifelike gauze peony bloomed out of her hand amid Zhou Ping's scream.

"Wow! Sister is so awesome! This is really exactly the same as it is!"

Although Zhou Ping had never seen what the peony looked like, it did not affect his praise for Zhou Qing.

Zhou Ping's voice was together, and Zhou Huaishan, who was still sleeping just now, got up.

"My daughter is amazing. She can't tell whether she is true or false. If she gets some dewdrops on it, who would say that this is fake, I'm anxious about it!"

His eyes were not completely opened, and Zhou Huaishan had not even seen the flowers clearly.

"Yes, the flower my elder sister makes is the best in the world!"

"Yes, no one can match the flowers my daughter makes!"
Chapter completed!