Twenty minutes later, Lin Yi drove back home.
Ji Qingyan was sitting in the playpen, dressing Little Nuonuo.
Blue jeans paired with a brown knit sweater made for a really cool look.
"You're back."
Seeing Lin Yi enter, Ji Qingyan moved aside.
"Come quickly and have a look, how does this outfit look?"
"For someone who loves skirts, you didn't get her any dresses," Lin Yi said with a smile.
"She's just over one year old, her legs are too short. Dresses don't look good on her, this looks better."
Lin Yi looked amused, "Don't be so strict with the kid."
"So you know nothing about this."
Ji Qingyan held her head high, her shiny black hair slightly flipping up.
"A child's aesthetic sense needs to be cultivated from a young age."
"You're absolutely right."
"Hmph."
Ji Qingyan continued to fuss over the child's outfit, her expression extraordinarily serious.
Just like how guys choose outfits for their avatars in games.
