Chapter 1172 - 1169: You Don't Know Shit About Aesthetics

"The customs you have here are pretty outrageous..." Ansheng said with a face full of mixed emotions, looking at Momo.

Although Lingnan and Xia Dong are nearby, in the previous life, Ansheng often came here for tea trade business.

But some local customs and traditions are naturally not detailed by the locals, as they are generally assumed to be common knowledge.

Some areas in the Lingnan Region became wealthy early on, and back then the public security was far from what it is now, which led to frequent kidnapping and extortion incidents, directly causing Lingnan People to adopt rules similar to strange tales, like the rule to keep a low profile.

When it comes to food and drink, one can indulge without hesitation, as kidnappers cannot detect what you're eating. However, in terms of clothing and appearance, it's best to keep it simple and modest, unless attending weddings or funerals.

Otherwise, you might easily face kidnapping or extortion, even though now the public security environment has improved.

But the rules from that special period have also been imprinted into the genes of Lingnan People like customs and habits.

Momo's cheongsam was eye-catching, but in terms of design and texture, it was excellent. Just match it with a cloud shoulder and it could cover up the figure while strolling down the street.

"Anyway, when going out, it's best not to dress too flashy, or else you'll have to explain when you meet acquaintances."

Momo waved her hand and said, "Something like 'my family hasn't gone bankrupt' or 'I haven't started selling insurance myself...'"

"If you don't explain clearly, I worry that when I just run over to a friend's house, they'll say, 'Not buying insurance.'"

In the Lingnan Region, it's about wearing different clothes for different occasions; dressing flamboyantly in daily life means either selling insurance or hawking products.

"Enough about that for now..."

Momo slightly turned her body, opened a concealed niche in the wall, took out a Fujifilm camera, mounted an 85mm lens, and handed it to the little fox:

"Time is tight and the task is heavy. From tonight until the seventh day, eating and drinking will be excessive every day. By the fourth day, this cheongsam might be a bit snug."

Momo wasn't in a hurry over the cheongsam photoshoot. If she gained weight, she'd just have to lose it later, right?

After the new year, take a month to lose weight and then directly visit Xia Dong to see the little fox's home, and while doing so, have Huhu help with taking pictures, then play for a while before returning to campus.

But since the little fox is here now, and his weight is just right, it's convenient to do it.

"Shoot from the back; the face isn't the main focus. What's important is to capture the fleshy curves of the body..."

Momo walked up to the mirror, surveyed the area, and cleared out a spot for the photoshoot, positioning the little fox appropriately and letting him press the shutter for her.

For Momo's photoshoot, she had already prepared the composition in advance; the shooting process encountered no difficulties and was completed in about ten minutes.

"No doubt it's me, truly beautiful..." Momo looked at the stunning image displayed on the camera screen and showed a look of enchantment.

While marveling at the image, her lips even slightly parted unconsciously, as if anticipating a response from the picture, causing Ansheng to twitch his lips involuntarily.

"Aren't you going to appreciate it? It's a good thing!" Momo said to Ansheng, who was squatting at the table eating abalone.

"The expression on your face makes me believe you're protecting food ninety-nine percent of the time." Ansheng directly retorted, "Even if what's sent to you is incurable."

"We're all buddies..."

Momo carelessly said, then picked up Huhu and held him in her arms, pointing at the selfie on the screen to teach Huhu how to appreciate beauty.

"To see a beautiful sister, start by looking at the hair; well-groomed hair means the person won't be too sloppy either. Whether good or not is another question, but food safety must be assured."

"Second, observe the smooth body curves. Without curves, what distinguishes one from those old men playing chess bare-chested by the roadside?"

Upon hearing this, Ansheng raised his fox paw to block the camera screen and looked at Momo's face with a full line of black, unable to suppress his urge to mock:

"How about... we play some tunes instead? What you're saying sounds like an anatomy class, and calculating ratios, my male instincts tell me you're not making sense."

The photo of Momo looks beautiful and also very sexy, as the absence of speech showcases her feminine charm.

"Put aside your male instincts; is it you who understands how to attract males, or me who understands how to attract males?" Momo retorted with a displeased face.

"Whoa..." Ansheng made a "hey" sound, stood up abruptly, grabbed Momo's phone, opened up the note app, found his handle, and then opened the homepage recommendation:

"I may not know how to make a fridge, but surely I know how to use a fridge? Look, here is my recommended page!"

Ansheng said as he thrust the phone towards Momo's face.

"Pfft! Even silicone dolls are unrecognizable. You've never seen a snake defecate either. You squeeze the real thing; is it like the video? Newton would rise from his grave!"

Momo tasted the video thoroughly and was even more displeased. She grabbed the little fox and stuffed him in her arms, letting him recognize what genuine is.

Ridiculous!

Those women have one enhanced to be bigger and the other smaller, using such items to compare with her beauty. Who do you think you're looking down on!

You're blind and refuse to believe it. When you grow old, I'll surely get some health products and sell them to you!

In terms of aesthetics, Ansheng and Momo debated for quite a while in the household affairs room.

Ansheng advocated that big is good, and good is big.

Momo stood for elegant charm and atmosphere; the feeling comes first in her opinion.

Yet, despite arguing until dawn, they couldn't reach an agreement on this matter. However, Ansheng did adopt a hypothesis proposed by Momo.

Although silicone is soft, a high-weight silicone piece still holds the potential to knock someone unconscious.

Master Fuli unfollowed a dozen people overnight.

"Come on! Let's go wake Ah Qing up..."

Momo helped the little fox take a bath, rested in the room until around nine o'clock in the morning, then picked up Huhu to wake Ah Qing, so they could go to the restaurant to eat together.

After eating, it'd be good to take one person and one fox to the airport by plane to go back, to avoid delaying the evening's plan.

Not going home for dinner on New Year's Eve is like committing a grave error for students.

"Xiaolan... what happened between you and Momo last night?"

Ah Qing finished washing and came out of the room. Upon seeing Momo was not in the dormitory room, she put on a peculiar expression and looked at the little fox lying on the bed scrolling through notes and asked:

"I saw on her body, especially in front of her chest, there are fox paw prints..."

"Last night, I had a fight with her!" Ansheng pouted and said, "I said big is good, I love nestling into a big sister's arms; it's the softest, most comfortable..."

"She insisted otherwise, stubbornly advocating for charm, so we had a little tussle."

Ah Qing's face was full of black lines: "......."

The topic you two discussed, why do I feel it's so odd? Even one person and one fox managed to talk themselves into a fight.

Furthermore, as for Momo, what kind of big sister's arms feel the most comfortable, wouldn't the little fox know clearly?

"All set? Ready to eat now!" With an ice cream in her mouth, Momo peeked her head out and looked at the little fox and Ansheng in the dormitory and said.

"Coming..."

Ah Qing followed Momo, glanced around the living room strangely, and asked, "Uncle and Aunt, how come they're not staying with you?"

"This place is too spacious; it lacks warmth. Originally, we should've taken you home last night, but it was too late then..."

Momo casually said and then pulled Ah Qing along to the basement garage to drive out.

On the road, Momo deliberately slowed down, looking at the wasp nests hanging from the trees along the lanes.

"Oh, little fox... do you eat lychees? Auntie Momo will pick them and pack them for you to take home..." Momo said jokingly, looking at Ansheng.