Miao Miao Miao couldn't sleep well all night, shocked by Chuzheng's unexpected actions.
The next day, she faced the mirror with dark circles furiously applying makeup, while Chuzheng simply washed her face, applied lotion, and was ready to go.
"Aren't you going to change clothes?"
"Change into what?" Chuzheng looked at her clothes. Aren't they fine? Why should she change? They have pockets!
Miao Miao Miao: "???"
Miao Miao Miao asked a soul-searching question: "Honey, are you possessed?"
"Yeah, you found out." Should I silence her?
"..." Miao Miao Miao rolled her eyes, clearly doubting: "Stop joking, aren't you going to wear the clothes you bought earlier?"
The ones I bought earlier...
Those packages?
Chuzheng's heart trembled. She couldn't pull those clothes off; they were too girly, not at all matching her high-class, aloof demeanor.
"Didn't bring them."
"Huh?"
