"Xiao Yue, it's so ticklish." Zhang Tingyu hurriedly backed away.
"Cough."
Tang Yue cleared her throat, not expecting such a big reaction from Zhang Tingyu, and explained, "I just wanted to take your measurements, so I can bring you two sets when I go back this weekend."
"Okay." Zhang Tingyu nodded eagerly and asked, "Xiao Yue, are there any other patterns? I want something different, otherwise, we won't be able to tell our clothes apart."
"I have the pink you like, I'll make it for you then, you'll definitely like it," Tang Yue assured.
Zhang Tingyu cheerfully asked, "How much?"
Touching the soft clothes on her body, if she really wore them to sleep, it would definitely be very comfortable, right?
Tang Yue glanced at her and said, "It's free."
Zhang Tingyu touched her nose and changed the subject, "Xiao Yue, can you take measurements without a ruler?"
