Mockery

When they walked out of the house, Wen Yaya looked embarrassed. "Don't buy anything for Zi Shu anymore. The clothes he bought now are enough for him to wear until he graduates from university. "

"I am just too excited. I have always wanted a younger brother. Now I have gotten what I wanted. " Xia Qinglee calmly replied and could not help but look at Wen Yaya from the corner of her eye. This look made her body involuntarily step back.

"Why are you looking at me with this kind of look? Don't tell me you still want to give it to me. . . "

Before the words could be said, Xia Qinglee did not say anything and pulled Wen Yaya towards the female clothing area.

"You are already so old, why don't you know how to manage yourself well. Such a delicate and fair face, wouldn't it be a pity?"

The smile in her eyes became stronger and stronger. Her fingers could not help but lightly tap Wen Yaya's head and pull her shoulders over.