"Master's taste has always been noble!" Rong Qianlong said proudly with his head raised.

Dislike his taste, I don't know how many people want to achieve it but can't do it.

Fu Haoming sneered when he heard this.

His eyes scanned him up and down, and the disgust in his eyes grew stronger.

That's what he wears with his red shirt and green pants.

This taste is indeed difficult for others to match.

Chu Huaxin couldn't help but also looked at his clothes.

Pursing his lips and smiling, he seemed to have always liked wearing brightly colored clothes.

Dare to try any color, and dare to match it together.

Even this classic bright red and green can be worn with a unique flavor.

"Three...Nikita, do you think my body is particularly tasteful?"

He met his hopeful eyes, as if he would cry for her if she shook her head.

"You still have the nerve to ask? With your attire, it's considered polite not to drive you out." Fu Haoming couldn't stand it, and laughed aloud.

"Damn rat, I didn't ask you."

Fu Haoming's handsome face also sank, but he smiled strangely for a moment, picked up his phone, took a picture of him, and teased mysteriously: "Tell me, if I post it in Moments, let your little Keke Seeing it, how would she react?"

Qing Keke has always thought of Rong Qianlong's clothes, regardless of her mood, she can match them however she wants.

Regardless of the color, season and style, as long as he likes it, even if he comes out in a sack, he doesn't care what other people look at.

Of course, no one would dare to provoke the devil face to face, at most they would discuss it secretly.

However, ever since getting to know Qing Keke, Rong Qianlong's clothes were often disliked, and Qing Keke once refused to go with him because of his clothes.

Therefore, when she was with Qing Keke, Rong Qianlong tried to dress as normal as possible.

Today, I didn't know that she would not come, so she showed her true colors and came here wearing the color I particularly like recently.

Seeing that he really wanted to post on Moments, Rong Qianlong snatched his mobile phone immediately, "Damn rat, if you dare to post, I will really make you a dead rat."

"I'm afraid of you!" Fu Haoming was only trying to lie to him, but after listening to him saying shit like shit, he really wanted to just say it.

But in view of the tense relationship between the two of them now, Fu Haoming planned to show mercy.

but--

Misfortunes never come singly, I'm afraid the description is Rong Qianlong at this moment.

While the two were scrambling for the phone, Rong Qianlong's fingers accidentally touched the sender.

Looking at the phone that had been sent, Fu Haoming resisted the urge to burst out laughing, and shook the phone at Rong Qianlong, who was stunned, with an innocent smile on his face.

"It's none of my business." You sent it yourself.

Chu Huaxin also suppressed a smile, and raised the wine glass to her lips.

Mu Jinyuan looked at Rong Qianlong and kept shaking his head, not to mention sympathetic and speechless eyes.

"Finally found someone who is two years younger than Uncle Er."

The low-pitched murmur finally made Chu Huaxin laugh uncontrollably.

Hearing his mother's laughter suddenly, Mu Jinyuan looked at the female guard again, without blinking his eyes, as if he wanted to watch forever.

Chu Huaxin was also attracted by the little guy's unblinking gaze. She looked sideways at him, the corners of her pretty mouth slightly raised, and pinched his face dotingly, "Why are you looking at mom like that?"

It seems that since he was there just now, he has been extraordinarily quiet, and has been staring at himself, as if she has changed.

Mu Jinyuan shook his head and nodded again, with grievance and joy faintly in his eyes.

Just why wronged and happy?

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