Chapter 789 Who Told You that I'm Nervous

Ye Lao looked away from the mirror and said angrily: "I didn't ask you if you fit, I asked you if I look kind and kind like this? Will young people like it? Will this color be too dark? Serious?"

The old butler looked at his powerful aura, and then looked at his gray hair and serious face. He pondered the question he had just asked in his mind. He didn't know how to answer, and tentatively said in a low voice: "If you I think the color is too serious, why don't you change it to red? Red is festive."

"It's not New Year's Eve!" Old Ye looked at the mirror again: "Forget it, I'm a dog aesthetic, so I won't ask you."

housekeeper:"……"

Probably watching him gesturing in front of the mirror all morning, the housekeeper couldn't stand it any longer, and reminded him in a low voice: "Old Ye, do you want to ask the young master, the young master should know what color Miss Qiao likes."

Ye Lao's eyes lit up, he gave him a commendatory look, and then he looked at the living room.

Ye Qichen was playing with his mobile phone on the sofa. At first glance, he was seriously dressed up today. His hair was neatly combed and tucked on the back of his head, revealing a small white and tender face, which was cute and lovely.

It's just that his little face is very serious, which greatly reduces his cuteness.

"Chenchen."

The little boy lying on the sofa raised his head, the dark and deep eyes are the unique characteristics of the Ye family, and he can see the facial features at a young age. The old man Ye looked at him, coughed, and was embarrassed to ask him.

Who knows that the little guy is a thief. He seemed to hear what they were chatting before, looked him up and down, and said, "Lovely."

Ye Lao: "??"

"What cute?"

Ye Qichen looked away, put the phone on his lap, leaned back, and put a sweater with a cat's head on under his open jacket. There was also a cat brooch on the side of the jacket, and his chin was slightly raised. It was still that wooden little face. Old Ye saw a proud expression on his face: "Sister likes cute types."

"..." Ye Lao's mouth twitched.

Looking at his strange outfit, I finally understand that he usually wears a stern look. Why did the aunt who took care of him have to find him clothes with cat prints today, it was because of Qiao Nian!

He looked at the little man nestled on the sofa again, and his heart was not happy.

The big day is not home, and the little one is this virtue, which hurts the heart.

Ye Lao, who was deeply distressed, heard the sound of parking outside before he recovered.

The housekeeper whispered to him next to him: "It seems that the eldest lady is back."

The voice just fell.

Ye Lan came in from the outside in a valiant manner. When he saw them, he put down the car keys and said hello: "Dad, are you ready? We should almost leave."

Ye Lao himself felt that he was almost ready, but when he thought of what Ye Qichen said just now, he was not very confident. He raised his eyes and asked her, "Will it be too dull for me to wear this dress. It doesn't look good to talk?"

"Uh..." Ye Lan rushed back from the work unit, and didn't turn around for a while. He put the car keys down to look at him. After tasting what he meant, he smiled dumbly: "Dad, you don't have to be so nervous, Qiao Nian. She's easy to get along with, not a hypocritical personality."

"Cough cough." Ye Lao was a little embarrassed by what she said, mainly because he was embarrassed to admit that he cared about this, and he even raised his face and pretended to be angry: "Who told you that I'm nervous. I'm just nervous when I see a junior. ?"