Shen Zhao helped Jing Yao try on the dress that she had ordered online. She narrowed her eyes and said in satisfaction, "No problem, Sister-in-law. I can guarantee that Cousin will have a nosebleed from your charm."
Jing Yao touched her protruding stomach and said uneasily and shyly, "Little Zhao, why don't we forget it? I don't even have a waist now. Wearing this can accentuate the flesh on my waist."
Shen Zhao hurriedly said, "Aiya, our precious Yaoyao's figure is still as good as ever."
Jing Yao didn't believe it. She looked at herself in the mirror and blushed inexplicably. She had never worn such a dress before. The black dress was inexplicably lecherous.
She was about to take off her dress, but she could not touch the zipper at the back. She said in a daze, "Could it be that after you're pregnant, your flexibility will worsen?"
Shen Zhao smiled and said, "Sigh, no. This is the design of this dress. You can't take it off yourself."
