Mo Jun just stared blankly at Hao Yansen, forgetting to react.
"What's wrong?" Hao Yansen walked over, checked his attire, and asked in confusion, "Does it not fit?"
"No, not at all..." Mo Jun shook her head, her excited cheeks slightly flushed, "It's too fitting!"
Unexpectedly, Hao Yansen was stunned by her excitement.
Mo Jun grabbed his hand and said joyfully, "You're simply perfect in this outfit, you look amazing! Hao Yansen, how can you be so handsome, you look like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy! You're simply too... too good-looking!"
What Mo Jun really wanted to say was that he looked too youthful, clean as sunlight, very much like a young man.
Afraid to offend Hao Yansen, she changed her wording.
But Hao Yansen probably understood what she meant as well, he raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled lightly, and said, "Really? I had no idea I could look so young."
