Chapter 394

Qianmiao suddenly felt thirsty and walked to drink water.

Feng Xian was about to follow him, but someone grabbed his arm.

"Are you a follower? Let Miaomiao take a break for a while." Qiao Shiwan said.

She was really worried that her son would be in charge and would be disgusted by the little girl.

Feng Xian stopped and didn't follow him, but his eyes didn't move away.

Qiao Shiwan asked Lao Qin to bring all the things in, and then took out several sets of clothes to them, all of which were already matched suits.

Feng Tiao only took a look and nodded: "It looks so good, my wife has a good vision."

Qiao Shiwan was happy: "Yes, I saw it the first time I went in. You can see it in my clothes."

"Okay." Feng Zhuo immediately went to the room to change.

Feng Can was also looking at his own tricks seriously and compared them on him.

"Mom, I prefer dark green."

Qiao Shiwan gave him a blank look: "You always buy green ones, and the whole room is green. Change the color, this orange one is more suitable for you!"

Feng Can stared at the orange coat in his hand and expressed suspicion.

Then, he picked up a pair of leather shoes and hats that were also orange, and looked speechless: "Mom, do you want to turn me into an orange?"

"No, I want to see you!" He was eager to find a sense of balance.

Feng Xian glanced perfunctorily.

Feng Can quickly took out his new clothes.

"Puff--" Feng Can laughed, "Brother, mom wants to turn you into a ninja turtle."

Qiao Shiwan narrowed her eyes and took her clothes: "I'm polite, don't say that to you, your brother, go and change yours, come, Axian, you can change it too."

Feng Xian looked at the military green coat, trousers and a white turtleneck sweater, and silently turned his eyes away: "No."

Qiao Shiwan's eyes rolled and said quietly: "Oh, Miaomiao should be sad, this is what she chose."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands were empty immediately. The clothes had been taken away by Feng Xian, and the man walked to change his clothes expressionlessly.

Qiao Shiwan curled her lips and was extremely proud: "Acan, why don't you go quickly?"

Feng Can didn't care: "I can change it here. The one inside is similar to the one I wear now, so there is no need to change it."

As he said that, he bent down and changed his shoes, then put on a bright orange coat, and his whole body became bright in an instant.

He was originally a lively and active person, but his orange color did not suppress him, and complemented his face.

As soon as he looked in the mirror, he raised his eyebrows: "It's quite... good-looking."

Qiao Shiwan sneered: "I gave birth to you. I don't know what you are suitable for you? It looks good."

Feng Can put on an orange hip-hop hat, turned left and right to admire himself, nodding: "It's okay."

Wearing a hat looks quite fashionable, giving you a sense of déjà vu when watching a male model fashion week.

Here, Feng Zhuo also changed his clothes and walked out, very satisfied.

Although he is over forty years, his years have left no trace on his face. He is still handsome and heroic.

He was very satisfied with this outfit.

Qiao Shiwan was even more satisfied, her eyes were still the same as when she was young, with love dispersing.

Feng Can was so smeared by them that he had fallen all over the floor and immediately ran to find Qianmiao.

At this time, Qianmiao had just finished drinking the water and turned around and saw a big orange running towards him. He couldn't help but smile.

"Let's take a photo." Feng Can suddenly became interested and took out his phone and turned it to take a selfie.

Qianmiao stood there, without posing or expressing his expression, and looked at the camera calmly.

Feng Can changed his hand several positions, took several photos, and made several expressions himself. Sometimes he touched his chin coldly, sometimes he stared at him, and sometimes he deliberately showed his side face to kill him.

And Qianmiao only had one expression from beginning to end: calmness.

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(Good night)
Chapter completed!