The next day, Wei Yangyang dragged her military advisor and went shopping together.

As soon as he entered the mall, Wei Yangyang told Jiang Motian excitedly: "Today, I want to become a tasteful person!"

"this……"

Seeing Jiang Motian hesitating, Wei Yangyang asked a little worriedly: "What, is it difficult?"

"It's not that it's difficult, it's just about taste. There is no clear limit. If you think you have taste, then you have it."

“What if you feel like you don’t have it?”

"That means you don't have confidence."

Well……

Can taste still be linked to confidence?

Wei Yangyang felt it was a bit abstract.

But forget it for now, I’m here now, let’s go buy new clothes first!

Wei Yangyang did not let himself remain in a state of confusion.

When I see a brand I like, I go in and check it out.

It's just the clothes Wei Yangyang picked...

Successfully scared Jiang Motian!

I saw Wei Yangyang holding up a brown skirt, turning around and asking: "How about this?"

"Hmm... not so good, it seems like the chocolate has melted."

"What about the gray one?"

"Believe me, if you put it on, you can sell insurance directly."

"...Navy blue, it's still okay!"

"This one is not as good as the two just now."

Jiang Motian sighed deeply, and then asked in confusion: "Why can't you get along with the old-fashioned color today? You are still more suitable for peach pink."

With that said, Jiang Motian picked up a small dress that was tailored to fit her body, and placed it in front of Wei Yangyang for gestures.

The moment the clothes came close to Wei Yangyang, her little face lit up a little.

It was pink and tender, as if there were peach petals falling on her cheeks.
Chapter completed!