Lin Yiqian kept her lips pursed for a while as she composed herself. "Because it doesn't suit me," she said calmly.
However, Xiaoyu did not seem to agree. "But I like it a lot. It looks perfect on me."
As he spoke, he poked at his jersey before tugging at his pants. "Look, I don't look fat. And it doesn't make my little birdie uncomfortable."
In the past, Lin Yiqian would refuse to let Xiaoyu wear pants that were too small in size for him.
If he happened to like the pants, he would ask why he could not wear them. Lin Yiqian would tell him that the pants were too small for him, but he still would not understand. In the end, Lin Yiqian resorted to telling him that his little birdie would be broken if the pants were too tight.
Then, Xiaoyu would actively choose not to wear pants that were even the slightest bit tight.
If his little birdie was broken, he would not be able to compare how far he could urinate with older uncles.
