Seeing Yan Qianyi's shy hesitation, Mu Yunlie stopped chewing his food and blinked his thick lashes in confusion.
"My wife wants to have a baby?"
"Ah! No... not that!"
He tilted his head, his expression even more puzzled.
Yan Qianyi took a deep breath and finally went all out.
"I want to try on your military uniform."
She really was too eager to have a taste of it.
This was the uniform she had dreamed of wearing!
"Sure," Mu Yunlie nodded.
Yan Qianyi quickly hugged the military uniform and, like greased lightning, dashed into the changing room.
The uniform was imbued with his scent—a light fragrance of tobacco mixed with a hint of crispness.
After much fumbling, she finally managed to put on the pants with difficulty.
Difficult, because Mu Yunlie's pants were so big she struggled to fasten the waistband around her slender waist.
Then she put on the jacket and looked at herself in the mirror.
