"Yes, it’s the pink princess bubble skirt that little girls like so much now. It’s really hard to tell that this is a boy when I put it on him."

"Puff..." An Ruixin almost couldn't help but laughed out loud, looking at her man's black face that has been fighting against the bottom of the pot, and laughed, "He voluntarily wears it?"

"Of course not! Chengze turned his head quickly. At that time, although he didn't know the difference between men and women very much, it was impossible to see me holding that set of skirts and let him wear them. But what about that, he At that time, I was only three or four years old. How could I toss him and his dad by pressing him on the ground and changing his clothes, and taking pictures!"

"Really! What about the photo?" An Ruixin felt sympathetic to her man when she heard the first half, but was completely excited when she heard the second half.

"I was torn by Cheng Ze."

"Tear it?" An Ruixin was slightly startled, with a wrong look on her face.

"Yes, Narazawa grew up a little bit, knowing that only girls wear skirts, and when I came back, I tore up those photos and threw them away in the trash can."

Mama Ji also expressed regret when she said: "You know that this kid is so impulsive, so I should leave the negatives and wash a few more pictures."

As soon as Ji’s mother’s voice fell, Ji Chengyi couldn’t help holding his belly and laughed loudly: “Hahahaha...it’s no good, no more, let me laugh, brother, you even wore women’s clothing when you were young and you were photographed. My My God, hahahaha, I can laugh with this terrible for a year, no, no, for several years, I can laugh for several years."

Ji Chengze's face turned dark, and the look in his brother's eyes seemed to be a bigger joke.

"Do you think I was forced to wear women's clothing when I was a child, and I took photos?"

Ji Chengze's short sentence successfully made the smile on Ji Chengyi's face freeze. What does his brother mean? Besides him, is there anyone who has been treated like this before?

Ji Chengyi somehow felt a cold behind his back: there was a particularly ominous premonition.

And as if to confirm his premonition, Ji's mother suddenly seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed: "Cheng Ze didn't say I really forgot. Cheng Yi also wore skirts when he was young! I also took a lot of photos at that time. I keep it, wait a minute, I will show it to you."

Ji Chengyi: "!!!" What is called burning the body, this is it!

He wore skirts when he was young? Why does he have no memory at all, and didn't he just talk about his brother? Why did you suddenly get involved with yourself? This is unscientific!

"Did Brother Yi wore a skirt when she was a child? I want to see it too." Tao Xinyuan, who had been sitting next to her silently eating biscuits, finally reacted when she heard the words of Mama Ji and looked at Mama Ji expectantly.

Mama Ji quickly dug out her private collection, and pointed to a child on the first page who looked two or three years old and was wearing a pink bubble skirt sitting on a small wooden horse.

"The dress inside this is what Cheng Ze once wore. I saw him wearing it at the time. It looked so good, so I couldn't help but bought several more sets. As a result, Cheng Ze seemed to know that I would let him wear this dress again. Similarly, every time I see me, I hide far away, making people unable to catch even if I want to catch them. No way, I can only put these clothes in the closet for the time being. Fortunately, later, I was born again. Yi, I tried all these small skirts at the bottom of the box for him and took photos."

Ji Chengyi: "..." Mom, am I your own? Why do you want to cheat me?