"I just think these slippers look pretty nice," Tang Li said.
Song Baiyan chuckled when he heard that and glanced at the slippers, laughing silently, "What's so nice about navy blue?"
"A single color isn't nice," Tang Li said, tilting her head, "But when they're on the right person's feet, the style of the shoes just elevates."
The words carried a hint of flattery.
Song Baiyan laughed and didn't expand on this topic, instead asking about Song Jingtian.
Song Jingtian had already heard his big brother's voice from the living room.
So, without needing Tang Li to answer, he had already come running over.
Seeing Song Baiyan at the entrance, Song Jingtian didn't rush forward to cling onto him.
When his big brother looked over at the sound, he instinctively hid behind Tang Li, with the rabbit ears on his pink cotton slippers sticking out.
