Xu Jinzhi knew that Xie Yanchuan was not that kind of person, but she was really curious. What did that conflicted expression on Xie Yanchuan's face mean?
Xie Yanchuan hesitated for a while, glanced at the salesperson beside him, and finally leaned closer to Xu Jinzhi, then whispered, "But Tuantuan is actually a boy."
He had noticed that when Xu Jinzhi said the little dress in her hand was pretty, and he had asked her to buy the same one, she had shown a face full of disdain, clearly thinking it was unattractive, even ugly.
Xie Yanchuan did not understand why. It was the same dress, so why was the smaller one pretty but the larger one not?
But it didn't matter, perhaps it was just that his aesthetic sense was off.
However, Tuantuan being a boy meant it wasn't just about aesthetics anymore; it was simply inappropriate for him to wear a little dress.
Xie Yanchuan was quite straightforward in his thinking—how could a boy wear a little dress?
