"Really?" The little guy tilted his head, his eyes filled with doubt and uncertainty, a rare lack of confidence.
Song Yinyin saw this and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Of course! Don't you trust mommy's judgment? Come on, casual wear is more suitable for activities. Aren't you going shopping and to the movies? You might even go to the amusement park. How can you play with Luolu while wearing a wool coat?"
Hearing her words, Song Dabai nodded vigorously.
"Hmm, mommy makes sense. I'll wear this casual outfit then!" With that, he eagerly took the clothes to change.
Song Yinyin shook her head in amusement, between exasperation and laughter.
A few minutes later, the little guy dressed himself and came to her bedroom, "Mommy, I'm ready. How do I look?"
Song Yinyin turned to look at her son, and her lips couldn't help but curl up, "Hmm, very good. But—"
"But what? Mommy, is there something wrong?" Song Dabai asked nervously.
