Pregnant

An hour later at the Blue Hexa mall.

"Gray!"

"Gray! I see! How does Ammit look?"

Mrs. Rose excitedly pulled Ammit out from the fitting room, "finished products": "I didn't wear a tie today, so Ammit wearing this will suit you very well!"

Gray lifted his eyes from the stack of documents in his hand to Ammit, then quickly lowered his eyes and casually threw out two words. "It's OK!"

Mrs. Rose raised her eyebrows, propping her hips in displeasure. "Replying like that!?"

"Ho ho, I also took the time to choose 5, 6 sets for each of us!"

"That's right mom...!" (=_=')

Ammit looked at the mother and daughter talking and sighed softly. Shouldn't this be understood? Actually, if you borrow something from her uncle, you can still go home to pick it up, but she has decided that she won't change whatever she says. His mother seemed to believe this completely. She kept smiling while choosing clothes. And he doesn't seem to like it either, so just now...

Mrs. Rose is a shopper who doesn't spare her