For My Sister

Fu Qingxuan turned his nose up at the coffee table and bookshelf. Still unconvinced, he made her choose another. "They are awful and ugly. Don't pick these two. Choose something else." 

Shen Xi glanced around. "The sofa and chair. The sofa looks comfortable while the color of the chair is pleasing to the eye. Of course, it would be better without those plushies." 

He was not having it. "Not that. Pick another." 

He glanced at the plushies. What was wrong with them? Plushies were adorable and all girls loved them. She was also wearing a fluffy panda suit. 

Shen Xi looked around but found nothing else. All that was left was a pink dressing table with a matching chair. The color was tacky, and it was not pastel pink but a loud hot pink with glitter. "That?" 

Fu Qingxuan cleared his throat, trying to keep a straight face. He asked her, "What about it?"