The young girl rolled her eyes and replied, "Gray, then."
All the bags at home are pink and white, and she's tired of looking at them!
Yet those people always bring her pink ones, and since they don't take her money, she's embarrassed to make suggestions.
The innocent Yun Qiluo completely doesn't know that Yan Yan has paid for all of them, and still thinks the periodically delivered clothes are freebies.
She is internally very grateful to those staff.
Yan Yan nodded, "Alright."
Yun Qiluo looked at him with a bit of anticipation, "Will it really be prettier than the one just now?"
He replied without hesitation, "It will surely look better."
Only then did Yun Qiluo perk up, hugging his neck and pecking his chin.
Softly said, "Beautiful man, you're great!"
Even though it wasn't the first time being praised as a nice guy, hearing this still curled Yan Yan's lips slowly upward.
He lowered his gaze to the young girl's tender face, coaxing her, "Another kiss?"
"Sure!"
