In more than three years of marriage, Su Changfeng had never traveled with Tang Qiulu, not even for a honeymoon. In the past, Su Changfeng would never have thought about such things because even thinking about them would have been impossible to achieve.
"Does this outfit look good?"
"How about this one?"
"And this one, this one, this one..."
Tang Qiulu kept asking for Su Changfeng's opinions, and Su Changfeng just nodded in approval because, in his eyes, no matter what Tang Qiulu wore, she always looked radiant, with nothing to criticize.
"Can you give me some advice?" After asking several times, Tang Qiulu realized Su Changfeng said all the clothes looked good, and she was a bit displeased.
Su Changfeng gave a wry smile all over his face and said, "Honestly, they all look good to me. Do you want me to lie and say they don't?"
"In your eyes, am I really that good that any clothes look fine?" Tang Qiulu asked.
