"That makes sense," Du Siming curled his lips slightly, "Xingle, stop being so mean. I've left some rice in the pot for you. Heat it up yourself and go to bed early after you finish eating."

Du Siming turned and went back to his room. When he reached the door, he stopped and said nonchalantly, "Your parents bought you a lot of clothes. Take a look at them later. Remember to wear them to show your mother tomorrow, otherwise we won't be able to withstand her nagging."

Uh, Huo Xingle just then noticed that there were a lot of shopping bags on the sofa. Just when he wanted to ask, Du Siming had already returned to his room, leaving Huo Xingle standing alone in the living room.

Huo Xingle's rumbling stomach brought him back to his senses. Looking at the shopping bags, Huo Xingle finally decided to fill his own stomach first.

After finishing his meal, Huo Xingle wiped his mouth and couldn't wait to look through the shopping bag. He was speechless when he saw the colorful tops and pants inside, even some bell-bottom pants, the strange-shaped pants and some shirts with slightly bright colors that were obviously not his style.

This... this dress is so avant-garde that it's a bit unbearable for him who always wears basic styles.

Leaning tiredly on the sofa, Huo Xingle thought that maybe it was time for him to leave home, so that he wouldn't have to let his mother stimulate his marriage in this way. When he thought of himself wearing a floral shirt, flared pants, and frog-eye glasses, Huo Xingle shuddered.

Yes, it was time to leave home. Children always have to leave home to explore the world when they grow up. Huo Xingle, who was ready to act, could not wait until dawn. He quickly got up and ran upstairs. After a lot of noise and clatter, he ran out of the house with his bag and rushed into the night.

The next day, Du Jiang and Huo Yang, who were woken up, looked at each other in bewilderment as they looked at the clothes scattered on the sofa.