He seemed to understand something.
Some people were favored by God; even if they threw on a sack, they could still look gorgeous.
And Song Yaoyao was the most outstanding one amongst them!
If the materials used for this dress were of a lower quality, it would look quite awkward.
Fortunately, Song Yaoyao had bought this dress from a famous girl's fashion brand with a good reputation and design style.
The length was above the knee, it wasn't particularly extravagant, the skirt puffed out a little, and the collar had a cheongsam design.
She looked delicate and cute.
But Huo Yunque pursed his lips. Clearly, he was not happy with this either.
But when he met the girl's gaze, he sighed and walked forward to tidy up her long hair that had been messed up when she changed her clothes.
His voice was gentle as though he was coaxing a child.
"You look really good."
"Really?!"
