It was just a simple question from Feng Qingyundan, but Lan Xixi's heart tightened:
"No, no, I'm just afraid of delaying you."
"Auntie, I can't. Daddy is free at night." Bo Xiaomo said, and suddenly thought of something: "Auntie, you are the heroine today, do you just wear this outfit? It's too embarrassing for Uncle Tang, go quickly.
Change into another one, there are a lot of new clothes in the wardrobe."
Bo Zhanye was emotionally indifferent to Lan Jiao, but he was never stingy in material terms.
In the cloakroom, professional clothing designers will deliver new styles every week, with many styles.
Lan Xixi felt very bad, those were her sister's clothes: "It's okay, I'll just wear this, he won't mind."
"Oh, men are all visual animals. He doesn't mind if you capture his heart. Otherwise, if a good person like Uncle Tang is seduced by another vixen, what will you do? No one will want you, so pitiful." Bo.
Xiao Mo said, and before Lan Xixi could refuse, he pulled her upstairs.
Bo Zhanye stood there, his handsome face ashen.
When did Bo Xiaomo become so concerned about Lan Xixi and Tang Shishen? Why don't you usually see him so active?
ten minutes later.
Lan Xixi changed her clothes and went downstairs.
A small pink and white dress outlines her perfect figure. Her beauty reveals the shyness of a girl. Her smooth hair is spread behind her shoulders, and her skin is as white as porcelain, like pearls. She obviously hasn't done anything, but she is
Very charming.
"Daddy, is Auntie good-looking? You must answer." Bo Xiaomo asked seriously.
Bo Zhanye put away his eyes and said extremely indifferently: "Ugly, rustic, old."
He will not admit that she is beautiful.
When Bo Xiaomo heard this, he frowned: "How could it be? I personally helped my aunt choose it. I think it is very good and beautiful, and it suits her very well. But daddy is a big man, and his aesthetics is similar to Uncle Tang. Auntie, how about that?"
Let’s get another one, shall we?”
Lan Xixi didn't want to bother. Besides, she really thought the clothes were very good. It was obvious that Bo Zhan was blind at night.
She said firmly: "If you don't change, your dad is 30 years old. He is old at heart and has some aesthetic problems. He is different from us young people. This is normal."
"Oh, it seems so." Every time I buy something, I always have a straight male aesthetic.
Bo Xiaomo led Lan Xixi out.
When passing by Bo Zhanye, Lan Xixi smiled brightly: "Uncle, are you afraid that your eye is broken? Go back and ask Dr. Xiao to check it for you."
Then, stepping on high heels, he swayed away.
Bo Zhan Yeqi's face turned blue: "..."
Uncle?
Very good and very courageous.
It took half an hour to go to the restaurant. When I arrived, Tang Shishen had already arrived.
He held Yaya and sat on the sofa in the box, peeling candy for her. He was as gentle as jade, careful and patient, as if he were treating his own daughter.
As soon as Lan Yaya saw Lan Xixi, she put on a bright smile: "Mommy, future daddy is good to me! I like him! By the way, mommy, you are so beautiful today, future daddy, do you think you are more beautiful?"
Love my mommy."
Tang Shishen naturally noticed that Lan Xixi was dressed up today, Wen Run stood up and said, "Well, she's very beautiful."
"Right, right? I just said that Auntie looks beautiful in this." Bo Xiaomo praised his own vision.
Lan Xixi also glanced at Bo Zhanye abruptly: Look, uncle, I will tell you that you are old.
Bo Zhanye was too lazy to talk to her. What he was very unhappy about now was that the little bun didn't even look at him since he stepped into this box. He kept calling Tang Shishen his future daddy, and he called him so sweet and nice.
As if there was a stone resting on his heart, he walked to the sofa and sat down coldly, not wanting to pay attention to the little heartless person.
Seeing his cold and aloof attitude, Lan Yaya felt sad in her heart.
He really didn't like Mommy, and he never thought of asking her to be his daughter, otherwise he wouldn't be so cold.
Hum, if you don’t cry, you will have a better future daddy.