No one can stop him from dressing up his Little Princess, not even Bai Qingzhu.
Bai Yumiao seemed to have her eyes on something, turning her head to look at her: "Mommy, can I?"
"Why ask her? This is for Dad to buy for you, pick whatever you want, choose whatever you like, by the way, what do you think of this one?"
It was pink, made of tulle, and the dress style was fluffy; it was simply exploding with girlish delight.
"So pretty!"
"Go try it on!"
"Okay."
What else could Bai Qingzhu say? She had heard before that dads tended to spoil their daughters once they had one, but she hadn't imagined that it was to this extent.
As Bai Yumiao went in to change clothes, Xiao Lijin kept picking out more, and soon, his arm was loaded with many princess-style dresses.
When she came out, it had to be said, Bai Yumiao had great genes; her figure was as good as Xiao Lijin's, and combined with her beautiful little face, she looked no different from a model.
"So beautiful!"
