Xie Limo hurriedly rushed forward to embrace Yun Bixue, who was flustered at the moment. Wrapping one arm around her waist, he felt that she was too skinny—his entire arm could reach around her. He thought that he should cook more delicious food to fatten her up. If she remained this skinny, his heart couldn't take it.
Seeing that Xie Limo stayed silent, Yun Bixue poked him anxiously. "Hurry up and tell me. Which is better? You sound so half-hearted when you said they're all pretty."
Xie Limo looked at her resignedly yet indulgently. "I really think that my wife looks great in everything she wears. Why are you not satisfied with my answer? Should I pick one and tell you that it's ugly when I clearly don't think it is? How can I lie to you?"
After hearing Xie Limo's words, a faint smile appeared on Yun Bixue's lips. She should be upset at those words, but why was she feeling rather pleased? "Hmph. You sure know how to flatter me."
