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"Sister Qingqing, you are so amazing!"

Lu Xiaoxiao jumped up excitedly.

"Hurry and help us make clothes!"

The range of her movements was too large, and her movements were magnificent for a moment.

Qin Shou took one look and was deeply shocked.

Lu Xiaoxiao is petite, but her size is astonishing. She is really talented.

The smile on Su Qingqing's face faded, and she looked a little embarrassed.

"Well..." Her voice was much softer than before, "I can't make clothes yet."

Lu Xiaoxiao was disappointed.

"Ah, why?"

Su Qingqing explained.

“You need fabric to make clothes.”

Lu Xiaoxiao asked.

"What is cloth and how to get it?"

Su Qingqing replied.

"My tailoring ability has the decomposition skill, which can decompose ordinary clothes into fabrics."

Ordinary clothes!

All the girls' eyes were focused on Qin Shou.

In the entire subway car, Qin Shou was the only one wearing clothes.

"Qin Shou." Lu Xiaoxiao's voice suddenly became very sweet, so sweet that Qin Shou's back tightened, "Isn't it hot for you to wear so much alone?"

"...not hot."

"I think you're hot, take off your clothes quickly!"

Lu Xiaoxiao was so excited that he even wanted to come up and grab his clothes.

Jiang Yao took a deep breath.

"Qin Shou, we really need your clothes!"

A flash of hesitation flashed in Qin Shou's eyes.

Letting the girls put on clothes meant that he would never see such a beautiful scenery again.

What a pity!

But soon, Qin Shou gave up this idea.

As a good person who has escaped from vulgar taste, he decided to help others.

"I can donate my clothes to everyone!"

Qin Shou took off his T-shirt.

Su Qingqing waved the scissors in her hand.

Click, click, click!

The silver light shone and the clothes were quickly broken down into cloth.

[T-shirt decomposed successfully, obtained cloth × 4]

A total of 4 pieces of fabric were obtained.

The girls are eagerly waiting for Su Qingqing to make clothes.

Su Qingqing shook her head.

"Not enough! Even for the most fabric-saving clothing styles, one piece of fabric can only make one set of clothes. There are nine of us, and we need at least 9 pieces of fabric!"

The girls looked at Qin Shou again.

The car was quiet for a moment.

Then eight pairs of eyes turned to Qin Shou.

Or rather, turning to the jeans he was wearing.

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