His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 394

Qian Mi suddenly felt thirsty and went to drink water.

Feng Xian was about to follow when someone grabbed his arm.

"Are you a follower? Let Miao Miao rest for a while." Qiao Shiwan said.

She was really worried that her son had taken care of her and would offend the little girl.

Feng Xian stopped and didn't follow, but he didn't look away.

Qiao Shiwan asked Lao Qin to bring everything in, and then took out a few sets of clothes and distributed them to them, all of which were already matched.

Feng Du just glanced at it and nodded: "It's so beautiful, my wife's eyes are so good."

Qiao Shiwan was happy: "Yes, I saw it the first time I went in, you can see through it."

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

Feng Can was also looking at his own outfit seriously and put it on his body for comparison.

"Mom, I prefer dark green."

Qiao Shiwan rolled his eyes at him: "You always buy green, the whole room is green, change the color, this orange is more suitable for you!"

Feng Can stared at the orange coat in his hand, expressing doubt.

Then, he picked up a pair of orange leather shoes and a hat, and said with a speechless expression, "Mom, are you trying to turn me into an orange?"

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

Feng Xian glanced perfunctorily.

Feng Can quickly took out his new clothes.

"Pfft—" Feng Can laughed, "Brother, Mom wants to turn you into a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle."

Qiao Shiwan narrowed her eyes and brought her clothes over: "It's rude, don't say that to your brother, go and change yours, come, Ah Xian, you also change."

Feng Xian looked at the army green coat, trousers and a white turtleneck sweater, and silently turned his eyes away: "Don't wear it."

Qiao Shiwan rolled her eyes and said faintly, "Hey, Miao Miao should be sad, she chose this."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands were immediately empty. The suit had been taken away by Feng Xian, and he went to change his clothes with a blank expression.

Qiao Shiwan pursed her lips and was extremely proud: "A Can, why don't you go quickly?"

Feng Can didn't care: "I can change it here. The color inside is similar to the color I'm wearing now, so I don't need to change it."

With that said, he bent down to put on his shoes, then put on a bright orange coat, and his whole body instantly brightened.

He has a lively and active temperament, but this orange body does not hold him down, it complements his face and complements each other.

When he looked in the mirror, he raised his eyebrows: "It's quite... nice."

Qiao Shiwan sneered: "You were born to me, I don't know what suits you? Look good."

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

Putting on the hat, it looks quite fashionable, and it has a sense of sight of the men's model fashion week.

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

Although he is over forty years old, the years have left no traces on his face, and he is still handsome and radiant.

He was very satisfied with it.

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

Feng Can was so numb from them that he lost his chicken skin, and immediately ran to find Qian Miao.

At this time, Qian Miao just finished drinking the water and came out, when she turned around, she saw a big orange running towards her, she couldn't help but smile.

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

Qian Miao just stood there, without posing or expressing any expression, and looked at the glasses calmly.

Feng Can changed several poses, took several photos, and made several expressions himself, sometimes rubbing his chin coldly, sometimes staring, and sometimes deliberately showing his face to kill.

And Qian Mi, from beginning to end, only had one expression: calm.

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(Good night)