Maybe this is what it's like to be loved by parents.
There's confidence in their speech.
"Take it," Bao Wenxuan said softly, "Don't be polite with me. The more polite you are, the more I feel like I owe you."
"Hey! Isn't this clothes good for you to wear yourself?"
Still insisting on giving it away.
"Hehehe, it's not my size. You're taller, thinner, I can't wear it, don't ruin a good thing, quickly, quickly, put it on and let me see, I have a set just like it."
"Alright!"
As interactions continued, Wen Ran wasn't pretentious and she also thought these clothes were really nice.
Her own fabrics were too fashionable, not from this era at all, bringing them out would be a death wish.
Wanted to make new clothes, but didn't have fabric coupons.
Young girls, who doesn't love to look pretty?
As soon as Wen Ran put on the new clothes, it was different. Mrs. Bao was skillful and even pinched a bit at the waist.
