His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 393

This topic successfully turned Qiao Shiwan's attention away.

She pulled Qian Mi over and bought all the clothes of the father and son at once.

When he came out of the men's clothing store, Lao Qin looked like a Christmas tree, and the place where he could hang things was full.

After that, Qiao Shiwan saw that it was getting late, so she took Qian Miao to eat.

The two walked around and went back nearly four in the afternoon.

Qiao Shiwan had the habit of taking naps. On the way back, she fell asleep without speaking for a while.

Qian Miao was not sleepy, maybe she was full of sleep at the press conference, and now she is full of energy.

Back at Feng's house, Qiao Shiwan also fell asleep.

Feng Can ran out, wearing a full set of pajamas with a dancing dragon, and asked where the two had gone.

Before Qiao Shiwan spoke, Feng Can's eyes widened.

He looked at the person coming down from the car door on the other side, dumbfounded!

Afterwards, she mechanically shook Qiao Shiwan's arm: "Mom... Who is this person...?"

Qian Miao glanced at him: "As for what?"

Feng Can snapped back to his senses, his eyeballs seemed to bulge out, his mouth was crooked, and he even spoke agilely: "Why not! Why are you wearing this!"

A horrified expression.

Qiao Shiwan patted him unceremoniously: "How do you talk? Ah? How beautiful and beautiful this is!"

Qian Mi came to him, turned her head and smiled at Qiao Shiwan: "Ignore him, let's go in, Aunt Wan."

"Yes, ignore him." Qiao Shiwan happily walked in with her.

Feng Can turned back and followed: "But it's very strange! This kind of dress is so inappropriate for her!"

"Mom, did you pick this?"

Both ignored her.

Qian Mi walked in, Feng Xianhe was chatting in the living room

Feng Li suddenly turned his head and looked over.

At that moment, Qian Miao saw Feng Xian's eyes tremble, staring straight at her legs.

Then, a small "chuan" was raised between his eyebrows.

"Brother, this is our mother's vision. Look, it's not suitable for Xiao Miao at all! Do you think it is?"

Feng Xian was silent, still frowning.

Feng Li showed a kind smile: "It's very good, very good-looking, Ah Can, you haven't even had a girlfriend, so don't express your opinion."

Feng Can: "╭(╯^╰)╮"

When the father and son despised each other, Feng Xian had already come to Qian Miao, staring at her with dark eyes.

Qian Miao was about to ask him what was wrong, when he saw him pulling her coat in the middle, carefully tying the belt, and wrapping it tightly.

"My mother is ignorant, don't worry."

Qianmi: "???"

Qiao Shiwan: "╭(╯^╰)╮╭(╯^╰)╮"

"I think it looks good." Qian Miao took into account Qiao Shiwan's mood, and after she finished speaking, she untied the belt again.

Suddenly, those snow-white legs were exposed to the air again.

Feng Xian's eye wave vibrated again, and a domineering possession quickly appeared in his eyes.

When he raised his eyes, he concealed it well, and said in a negotiating tone, "It's better to wear pants when it's cold."

Qian Miao lowered her eyes and glanced at her legs, and instantly realized that this man...that's what he meant.

She hooked her lips and said slowly, "It doesn't matter, I like it like this."

Qiao Shiwan smiled and said, "Miao Mi's love is the most important thing, Ah Xian, you don't understand, the beauty of a girl wearing a skirt is something that pants can't show. Besides, there are already a lot of Mi Mi pants, and occasionally she is allowed to wear a skirt. Well."

Feng Xian: "Mom, you don't understand."

Qiao Shiwan wanted to give him a roll of eyes.

"By the way, we also bought clothes for the three of you. Come and see."