Chapter 393

This topic successfully changed Qiao Shiwan's attention.

She pulled Qianmiao over and bought all the clothes of the father and son.

When he came out of the men's clothing store, Lao Qin looked like a Christmas tree, and the things he could hang were all over the place.

Afterwards, Qiao Shiwan saw that it was getting late, so she took Qianmiao to eat.

The two of them walked around and went back until almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

Qiao Shiwan had the habit of taking a nap. On the way back, she fell asleep without saying a moment.

Qianmiao is not sleepy. Maybe he was full of sleep at the press conference and is now full of energy.

After returning to the Feng family, Qiao Shiwan also slept.

Feng Can ran out, wearing a full set of pajamas for jumping dragons, and asked where the two of them had gone.

Before Qiao Shiwan could speak, Feng Can's eyes widened.

He looked at the person who came out of the car door on the other side, stunned!

Then, he mechanically shook Qiao Shiwan's arm: "Mom... who is this person?"

Qianmiao glanced at him: "As for it?"

Feng Can suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes seemed to be protruding, his mouth was tilted, and even his speech was straightforward: "Why didn't it! Why are you wearing this?"

A look of horror.

Qiao Shiwan took a photo of him without hesitation: "How do you speak? Ah? How beautiful it is, how beautiful it is!"

Qianmiao came to him, turned his head and smiled at Qiao Shiwan: "Ignore him, let's go in, Aunt Wan."

"Yes, ignore him." Qiao Shiwan walked in with her happily.

Feng Can turned around and followed: "But it's very strange! This outfit is too unsuitable for her!"

"Mom, you chose this?"

Neither of them paid attention to her.

Qianmiao walked in, Feng Xianhe, who was chatting in the living room

Feng Tuo suddenly turned his head and looked over.

At that moment, Qianmiao saw Feng Xian's eyes tremble, and his straight eyes stared at her legs.

Then, a small "chuan" stood up between his eyebrows.

"Brother, this is our mother's vision. Look, it's not suitable for Xiao Miaomiao at all! Do you think so?"

Feng Xian was silent and still frowned.

Feng Tiao smiled kindly: "It's very good, very nice. Acan, you haven't even had a girlfriend, so don't express your opinions."

Feng Can: "╭(╯^╰)╮"

When the father and son disliked each other, Feng Xian had already come to Qianmiao, staring at her with dark eyes.

Qianmiao was about to ask him what was wrong when he saw him put her coat in the middle and carefully tied the belt, wrapping it tightly.

"My mom is ignorant, don't worry."

Qianmiao: "???"

Qiao Shiwan: "╭(╯^╰)╮╭(╯^╰)╮"

"I think it looks good." Qianmiao considered Qiao Shiwan's mood and after saying that, he untied his belt again.

Suddenly, the snow-white legs were exposed to the air again.

Feng Xian's eye wave vibrated again, and a domineering possession quickly emerged in his eyes.

When he raised his eyes, he covered it up well and said in a negotiated tone: "It's better to wear pants in cold weather."

Qianmiao lowered his eyes and looked at his legs, and instantly realized that this man...that's what he meant.

She curled her lips and said slowly: "It's okay, I just like this."

Qiao Shiwan smiled and said, "Miaomiao likes the most important thing. Axian, you don't understand. The beauty of girls wearing skirts is something that cannot be expressed by pants. Besides, Miaomiao has a lot of pants, so she can occasionally wear skirts."

Feng Xian: "Mom, you don't understand."

Qiao Shiwan wanted to roll her eyes.

"By the way, we have bought clothes for the three of you, come and have a look."
Chapter completed!