290 What Color Do You Like?

Alex's mouth twitched as he discussed with Amelia. "Daughter, Daddy will get you someone. Dress someone else up."

Amelia was very interested. She held a few bottles of nail polish and instructed excitedly, "Daddy, sit down!"

Alex was forced to sit on the sofa. Amelia took the nail polish and applied it to him one by one. Ten fingernails, all colorful. In the end, she didn't even let go of his toes.

Mr. Walton pulled a long face. "Nonsense!" The child wanted to paint nails, and he really let her paint them? He had no bottom line at all!

Eric: "Yes, yes, yes, but… if Mia wants to paint, let her paint!" He was a spectator and even suggested to Amelia, "Mia, use that pink. The pink looks tender."

Amelia suddenly looked at Eric. Eric's eyelids twitched. Sure enough, the next second, Amelia clapped her hands. "Fifth Uncle, sit down too…"

Eric was speechless. He regretted speaking.