Fanyin had already discovered that she was rubbing on the side, her Ling Jing would follow her all the time, and even when she was sleeping, Ling Jing would stay quietly by her side. Sanskrit pretended not to see it. Yaya couldn't help but lean towards Fanyin, and she didn't talk to Fanyin well on the way here just now.

"Ahem. Yaya continued to make a movement, shaking her body and arms.

Fanyin looked at the photo of the three members of the Beitang family on the table, Beiming looked more like his mother, much more delicate than his father's appearance, but he was not as tall as the main general, the main general was more than 180 centimeters tall, and Beiming was one size smaller when he stood aside, but he was more handsome than the burly general.

"Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back? Yaya still couldn't hold back and whispered.

"Finally spoke. ”

"Hmph. ”

"Yesterday was indeed a little late, what are you waiting for me to do, can you see you differently today? Sanskrit Yin looked back and said with a smile.

Yaya was happy when she saw Fanyin, now let her say whatever she wants. Before he finished speaking, Xiaofeng had already brought out a table of dishes and beckoned the two of them to eat.

"Auntie, you are so powerful, you have burned a large table of dishes so quickly. Sanskrit said.

"Ah, don't blame your uncle and Beiming, the two of them are in a hurry every time, and they can't be idle for a moment, or they will run away every time they don't hurry. I can only hold them down to eat before they go out. ”

After the meal, Xiaofeng pulled Fanyin to the room on the second floor of Beiming, and asked her to try on the new clothes she specially customized for her, for the dinner in the Guozheng Hall tomorrow.

Beiming has been to the north for more than half a year this time, from summer to winter, Xiaofeng took care of his room cleanly, the warm winter sun shined in through the big glass window, and the light brown wooden window ridges reflected a long checkered shadow on the floor.

"Auntie, in fact, you don't have to prepare any clothes for me, I can just go in my usual clothes, isn't it like that every year. Sanskrit said obediently.

"It's because it's the same every year, so this year has to change. Xiaofeng opened Beiming's closet, and the clothes she had prepared for Fanyin were hanging inside.

Fanyin glanced at it, and couldn't help but gasp, her clothes were all hung together with Beiming's military uniforms, shirts, and tops she wore on weekdays, and the number was not less than that of Beiming, and all of them were small skirts, full of tricks. But where does Fanyin usually wear skirts!

"Auntie, why did you help me prepare so much, and it is still hanging in the wardrobe of the North Underworld, and there is not enough room for his own clothes. "That's right, because several of them are puffy skirts, Beiming's clothes have long been squeezed aside, and Fanyin is embarrassed.

"It's okay, it's okay, I can't put it down, I'm not preparing so much because I don't know what you like, and you don't usually wear it. Xiaofeng deliberately avoided Fanyin's words that he didn't like to wear skirts.

Sanskrit opened and closed its mouth, and finally closed it.

"Do you think I've got it all for you, and you've only worn it once or twice, and I saw so many new dresses on the street that day and bought them both of you. ”

Fanyin and Yaya glanced at each other, Yaya smiled happily, she still likes to wear small skirts on weekdays, but it is inconvenient to work in the Ministry of Military Affairs, so she lacks these lines. Now that she still has her own share, she is naturally happy in her heart, she knows best that Sanskrit Yin can't wear a skirt when she is killed, so in the end, these things are hers, and the so-called fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders. Yaya looked at Fanyin gloatingly, her mouth moved quietly, and she didn't make a sound: "If you don't like it, it's all mine." ”

Sanskrit Yin read Yaya's lips and rolled her eyes.

Xiaofeng spread her skirt on Beiming's bed, and a large bed was covered with airtight.

"You pick and choose, see which one you like, just try each one, I don't know which one is the right one to wear. "Xiaofeng is full of energy and energy at this moment.

"Well, Auntie, can I try it in the guest room by myself?" said Sanskrit awkwardly.

"Why don't you go to the guest room, just try it here, and we'll help you take a look." Oh, aren't you embarrassed, that auntie turned her back and didn't look at you, I'll look at it when it's dressed. Xiaofeng said and turned away.

"No, it's not, I didn't mean that. Fanyin looked around, and still felt awkward in his heart. Trying on a skirt in a big boy's room, she never dreamed of it, but fortunately, the room in the North Ming is very simple, unlike the downstairs living room where Xiaofeng arranged a lot of photos, and none of them are empty here.

"Then let's try it. Xiaofeng turned his back to Fanyin and said happily.

Fanyin looked at Xiaofeng in Ling Jing and couldn't bear to refuse her kindness, so she could only try it hard.

One on the left and one on the right, none of which Sanskrit likes, Yaya is very satisfied. Fanyin tried seven or eight pieces and was already sweating profusely, and just wanted to speak, telling Xiaofeng that she was still more suitable for wearing military uniforms, just wearing the exquisite military uniform and dress that she used to attend every formal banquet, but before she could speak, a slightly deep and magnetic young man's voice sounded in the room:

"Mom, what are you doing? "Sounds like a lazy greeting.

"Ah, son, what are you doing in the north now, you still know how to miss me. Xiaofeng took out a letter card from his coat pocket, only to see the letter card instantly rolled up into a small trumpet shape, floating in the air, and talking to Xiao Feng.

"Ahh She saw Xiao Feng talking to Xiao Horn from Ling Jing, and knew that the other party was Bei Ming.

"Hmm, is Fanyin next to you, Mom? I heard her voice. What's wrong with her?" Bei Ming asked a little unsettled.

"Xiaoyin, it's okay, it's okay, I'll talk to Beiming, you continue to try on your clothes, don't worry about him. Xiaofeng said lightly, and the small speaker transmitted the conversation between the two in real time, "Maybe you scared Xiaoyin when you suddenly spoke, it's okay." ”

"How could I scare her when I spoke, and she couldn't hear it. Bei Ming wondered at the other end.

"Oh, yes. Xiaofeng muttered to himself.

"What are you doing?" asked Beiming.

"I'll take Xiaoyin to try on the skirt in your room. Xiaofeng said happily.

"Auntie......" Sanskrit made a mosquito-like sound, her ears turned red, and her two small hands clutched the hem of her skirt.

"Try on the skirt?" Bei Ming raised his eyebrows slightly at the other end.

"Well, the skirt I picked for her is good-looking, anyway, you won't come back, you won't see it, I won't tell you, I'm going to accompany Xiaoyin to continue trying, do you have anything else?" Xiaofeng urged.

Beiming muttered, thinking that you didn't shout all day long that I don't care about you, but now it's okay, and you sent me away before you said a few words.

"Why are you taking her to try on the dress?" Bei Ming couldn't help but ask, and then added, "She doesn't like to wear it." ”

"What do you know, Xiaoyin looks good in a dress, I specially prepared for her to go to the New Year's dinner in the Guozheng Hall. Xiaofeng counted the North Darkness on his lips, but secretly rejoiced in his heart.