When your girlfriend or wife dresses up beautifully and asks you before going out how she looks or if she looks good in a certain dress, then she doesn't want to hear any sincere dressing advice at this time, nor does she want you to do anything to score and comment.

The correct answer should be like Wang Xiaoyu, who directly gives a positive and heartfelt answer.

If you have a limited vocabulary, it's "good-looking!" Pretty! Beauty! Although it is a simple triple compliment, as long as the performance is not too perfunctory, it is enough to make a girl who is already in a good mood even happier.

Of course, if you have the ability to be more natural, rich, and multi-angled, it will be more perfect.

Wang Quan was able to gain the admiration of the former little diva in the music world, and naturally he had two brushes. Wang Xiaoyu's praise was from her daughter's point of view, although Jiang Yi was very happy to hear it, her eyes obviously stayed on him.

He stopped the work he was packing, but did not speak hastily, but carefully observed his wife's outfit and makeup.

The V-neck shirt with the horse-faced skirt shows off Jiang Yi's figure proportions very well, her thick long hair is neatly tied behind her head, and the original willow eyebrows have also been slightly trimmed, with the eyebrows raised, with a faint vermilion in front of the lips, full of heroism.

"Beautiful!"

Wang Quan first gave a sincere affirmative answer, and then added, "This horse-faced skirt really suits your temperament, and the matching shirt is also very suitable, and it is absolutely a feminine outfit."

Although these words were not gorgeous rainbow farts, they seemed very sincere when they came out of Wang Quan's mouth, and after speaking, he took the initiative to step forward and gently wrap around Jiang Yi's slender waist and kiss her smooth forehead.

Everyone in the broadcast room let out a "Huh~" sound at this time, which made Jiang Yi, who was sitting on the side at this time, a little embarrassed, and a faint flush appeared on her fair face.

Just when everyone looked at this scene and showed an aunt's smile, the audience in front of the live broadcast room was also frantically knocking candy.

Jiang Yi's fans resist her "love brain behavior" of quitting the circle for a man, but now that she has announced her comeback, putting aside her prejudices, the love between singers and songwriters is also a normal thing in the entertainment industry.

Moreover, Jiang Yi's fans only occupy a certain proportion of the show's many audience groups, which does not represent the views of the entire audience, and many viewers are still willing to watch this kind of sugar-making behavior.

Especially for those young people who are tired of watching love variety shows, compared to the fake love arranged by the script, most pure love gods of war still like to watch this kind of real love.

They were surprised to find by comparison that Lian Zong = traffic star + script + fake sugar, baby variety = little diva in the music world + real sugar + cute baby, and even baby zong also learned the news that the little diva returned to the music scene, these are all big melons that can be used when gossiping with friends, which one is more exciting.

"Bei'er Sweet~"

"Wang Quan, he's so good!"

"Please shoot two more seasons of such a baby drama, and the eyes of other directors of the love variety will look at it."

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In the documentary, Jiang Yi was obviously very satisfied with Wang Quan's praise, and even turned around a little proudly.

"Wang Xiaoyu, mom is going out, don't you kiss mom?"

She bent down again and put the side of her face in front of her daughter's.

Wang Xiaoyu's expression was extremely rich, she sighed and took a bite on Jiang Yi's side face, fortunately, she wiped her mouth after eating before, otherwise the milk stains on the corners of her mouth would be printed on Jiang Yi's face.

The staff in charge of the later stage seemed to be amused by Wang Xiaoyu's rich expression, and posted a long exaggerated artistic word on her side: "Alas, there is really no way to take you as a woman", which caused a barrage to float through a string of "hahaha~".

"Stay safe on the road".

"Okay", after responding to her husband's advice, Jiang Yi closed the door and went to the music studio.

Wang Quan also retracted his gaze and began to continue to clean up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and at the same time instructed Wang Xiaoyu, "Xiaoyu, you wait for your father in the living room first, don't run around."

According to today's plan, his main task is to make a pony face skirt for Wang Xiaoyu.

The white satin horse-faced skirt that Jiang Yi wore before was made by him personally, and Wang Xiaoyu has been clamoring for one after knowing it, but due to problems such as delay in songwriting and lack of fabrics, she has not been able to meet her wish, Wang Quan is ready to realize her wish today.

And after seeing Jiang Yi go out, Wang Xiaoyu no longer maintained a quiet appearance, I don't know where she turned out a bunch of toys, picked a pair of pink winged decorative toys behind her back, and began to run around the living room, shouting while running:

"Ma Ma is not at home, oh is the boss!"

Wang Xiaoyu is more jumpy, often likes to jump around at home, fortunately, his house is located on the first floor is not a nuisance, but in order to avoid bumps, Wang Quan's home still does not have a coffee table, even the island, the corners of the cabinet are protected by soft rubber.

Wang Quan saw that she was still in the living room and did not leave her sight, so he put his mind at ease and continued to clean up the kitchen, temporarily letting Wang Xiaoyu play in the living room by himself.

He emptied some of the leftover food scraps into a waste bag, then put some of the used pots and pans in the dishwasher and started the automatic cleaning.

"Oh, it's the boss!!"

Wang Xiaoyu ran to the front of the kitchen at some point and shouted at Wang Quan.

"I'm the boss", Wang Quan put the cleaned rag on the island and prepared to wipe the table, and for a while he was a little playful, and began to fight with Wang Xiaoyu.

"Me! System! Old! Big! ”

The pair of wings behind Wang Xiaoyu opened and closed, as if she was about to take off, and she pinched her waist with both hands and rejected Wang Quan's request to "be the boss".

Wang Quan laughed and squatted in front of her with the rag.

"Wang Xiaoyu, when my mother is here, is she the boss?"

Hearing her mother, Wang Xiaoyu's appearance just now suddenly retracted, she first glanced in the direction of the door, and nodded with relief after finding that Jiang Yi had not returned.

"Yes!"

"When mom was the boss, did she often clean up the housework?"

Wang Quan is going to tie up the "boss" and "housework" a little, and guide Wang Xiaoyu to try to do housework, of course, not really let her daughter do housework, just let her experience it, and by the way, suppress her "arrogance" to become the boss.

Wang Xiaoyu stood in place in a daze, as if he was thinking about whether his mother was doing housework or not, and didn't care about the rag handed over by Wang Quan.

But without waiting for him to continue to guide, Wang Xiaoyu suddenly said, "The boss doesn't do housework!" ”