Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu couldn't bear to look directly.
If you know, you can understand it as shyness, if you don't know... are you doing aggressive marketing, sir?
"What's good about it?" Lin Jiayou looked at the fabric and naturally said, "This color looks good on Tantan. Even Shiqi doesn't wear such bright colors anymore."
Looking at the peach-pink color, Luo Qianqian kept nodding, she wouldn't wear this color anymore.
He Wenyu was speechless and gave Luo Qianqian a push.
Luo Qianqian reacted and immediately changed her tone, putting her hands on her hips, "Brother Jiayou, what do you mean? Why can't I wear it anymore? Do you think I'm old or something?"
Lin Jiayou: "???" What did he say?
"You like it? Then you wear it." Lin Jiayou immediately picked up the fabric and stuffed it into Luo Qianqian's hands, "Who dares say anything, you look good in whatever you wear." Looking at his son reaching out to Luo Qianqian, Lin Jiayou felt jealous! He was envious!!!
