She is quite confident about her own aesthetic.
At this moment, Huo Tingzhou pointed at the collar of his shirt and asked a question half doubtfully and half affirmatively.
"Wife, will this make me look too old-fashioned?"
There is already an eight-year age difference between them. If he were to dress like this, more people might mistake him for an uncle.
Hearing this, Jiang Si did not answer directly, but took the initiative to step forward.
The green fingers slid along his shoulder line and finally landed on the top button of his clothes.
Huo Tingzhou was right about one thing. Jiang Si really didn't like those young men in their early twenties.
Whether before or after she transmigrated into the book, she had always liked men like Huo Tingzhou, who looked cold, distant, and even slightly oppressive.
Especially this kind of well-tailored clothes, which makes him look abstinent yet elegant, making people want to tease him.
Just like now.
Taking the opportunity of adjusting her clothes, Jiang Si touched his chest muscles inconspicuously.
After a while, she spoke in a clear voice with a hint of girlish cuteness, at a volume that only the two of them could hear.
"How can it be called old-fashioned? This is called maturity, okay?"
"I don't care what others think, what matters is that I like it."
After saying this, Jiang Si raised her head and met his surprised and deep eyes.
"I like you wearing clothes like this. You can wear this when you have nothing to do at home in the future, okay?"
As soon as these words came out, Huo Tingzhou's breathing also stagnated slightly.
He couldn't even remember what happened next.
He was still in a daze until two people got into the car carrying large and small bags.
Jiang Si had no idea that her words just now, which were not even sweet talk, could have such a destructive power.
Seeing that Huo Tingzhou was unable to recover for a long time, she subconsciously thought that he did not get enough rest, so she took the car keys.
It was already past two in the afternoon when I got home.
When opening the door, Huo Tingzhou held the door with his hand. After Jiang Si entered, he walked into the living room carrying his bags.
Seeing the young couple coming back together with smiles on their faces, the wrinkles on Grandma Huo's face deepened with joy.
"Have you had lunch? If not, I'll heat it up for you."
Jiang Si was about to say no, but Huo Tingzhou had already rolled up his sleeves.
"I'll go heat up the food. You and grandma can sit and rest for a while."
Jiang Si nodded and saw that her grandmother was the only one at home.
"Grandma, where is my grandpa?"
Grandma Huo patted the sofa and waited for Jiang Si to sit down.
Then he smiled and said, "He was bored at home, so he went to the senior activity center to play chess with his old friends."
Playing chess was fake, in reality Grandma Huo assigned him a task.
That means everyone in the compound must know within three days.
Si Yatou is the third son’s wife, and they are married.
The old man was also very helpless. As soon as he finished lunch, he started walking around the yard.
He talked to everyone he met, even the military dog guarding the compound had to stop and chat with him.
"That fair-skinned little girl is the wife of our third son, the one with the icy face."
"Next time you see her, don't bark at her. Do you hear me?"
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