Bo Jinlan: [Thankfully our son takes after the mother, otherwise Xiaxia might have a hard time finding a girlfriend in the future.]
Cheng Runzhi: [Only, it's a shame that when Xiaxia gets married, I suspect you might still be single.]
Bo Jinlan again: "???"
Cursing me?
"What are you doing?" Jiang Yaoyao suddenly leaned over.
Bo Jinlan put down his phone, "Nothing."
Even though he said that, his face seemed a bit tense.
Jiang Yaoyao thought he was once again provoked by that "family of three" thing earlier, and carefully asked, "Does your clothes fit well?"
Bo Jinlan nodded, "It's okay."
Xiaxia's clothes also fit well, the sleeves were a bit long, but looked cute and adorable, so it was acceptable.
It was past noon, and after trying on clothes, Bo Jinlan had lost his patience, "When is Moyong coming over?"
