"I'm looking at you."

Ye Qingli was stunned, as if he was thinking, and then smirked for a while.

"Pretty good, huh?"

"Of course it's pretty."

Ye Qingli looked at his eyes, smiled, and said no more.

"You love skirts, why don't you wear them all the time?"

"Inconvenient. Also, I don't particularly like it, but it's true that the dress looks good. ”

Ye Qingli remembered the appearance of the sea-blue skirt just now, something with a sense of beauty, it is always easy for people to like it.

Ye Qingli scratched his head and smiled.

"There seems to be such a place in the divine realm."

Ye Qingli scratched his head and added:

"Where to make skirts?"

"Yes. To be precise, a place where clothes are made. ”

Ye Qingli smiled, a little playful, and in his bright eyes, it was as if there was a star shining.

"Why, do you mean to give clothes?"

Ye Qingli quipped, and in response to her quip, he nodded very seriously.

The solemn meaning in it is already self-evident.

"What you said is true?"

It was more of a surprise than a surprise.

"I really want to give you something, I want to give you everything."

Everything you own, what you have, what you have, what you don't have, all give to the woman in front of you.

That's what it's like to be alone.

There are all kinds of strange ways to be good to people, but the heart is basically the same, that is, I want to give her all the good and precious things.

Ye Qingli obviously didn't expect him to say this, his eyes moved, and the person in front of him seemed to be a little different from his usual appearance.

"That's ......"

"Yes, that's it."

I want to give you everything I have.

Ye Qingli took out the navy blue skirt again, pointed at it, and said:

"Do you think this looks good?"

"Good looking. Clothes are good-looking, people are actually the best-looking. ”

If a person has not praised people much, and suddenly one day he praises people, it will make people feel very surprised.

This level of praise makes people feel even better.

"You're really good at talking."

Ye Qingli lowered his head slightly, a little embarrassed.

It's amazing to be praised by him for being good-looking.

Because, even if she is indeed good-looking, it is said that there is a gap in comparison, and in front of Xi Nian, it seems that she can't have a sense of amazement.

"I'm telling the truth."

Xi Nian said this very seriously.

This kind of serious compliment made Ye Qingli even more embarrassed.

She touched her face, which seemed a little embarrassed, and her cheeks became a peach blossom color.

"Thank you."

Probably in a trance, she touched her face, feeling that she was still a little surprised, and did not ease up.

"Well, you're good-looking too."

After being praised, Ye Qingli thought about it, and finally said such a sentence.

The delicate appearance of the little beast made Xi Nian can't help but invalidate.

It's quite surprising.

"It's good-looking, well, we're all pretty good-looking."

Xi Nian is very rare, covering his thin lips with his sleeves, and closing his eyes for a few seconds.

After he got a few minutes closer, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved and he smiled.

They were very close, and Xi Nian reached out and touched her head.

The hair is not combed and appears fluffy and soft, in fact, as well.