"Hmm, as long as he's not mad at me, I'm fine," Old Master Luo said, looking at the items Jimo Cheng brought with a face full of indifference.
Luo Qianqian felt like her previous surprise was a bit trivial, pouting and looking at Old Master Luo, with no idea what to do next.
"Oh, these are your clothes and shoes for tomorrow," Jimo Cheng handed two boxes to Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian smiled lightly, "You even had to prepare clothes and shoes, that must have been tiring."
However, she was puzzled, dresses were understandable as she had seen them before, but how did he guess the shoe size? Surely Jimo Cheng didn't possess the skill of estimating people's measurements with a single glance?
"It's nothing, I'm honored," Jimo Cheng chuckled, then his gaze shifted to Baozi at Luo Qianqian's feet. He bent down and extended his hand, "Hi."
Baozi acted bashfully, hiding behind Luo Qianqian's legs, wagging his little tail.
