On the way home, Xiao Jinghuai accompanied Song Song—
Song Song twisted her small hands, "Uncle, I have plenty of clothes. I don't need to buy more."
Xiao Jinghuai: "You do have quite a few, changing sets one by one, but each one looks like something a middle school student would wear."
Song Song shivered, "Uncle, as long as it's comfortable to wear, it's fine."
Xiao Jinghuai: "Was the outfit you wore last time to Rong City yours?"
Song Song shook her head, "No, that was Taozi's. I don't have clothes like that; they're too... revealing."
The last time she wore a white long dress with an off-the-shoulder neckline, it was indeed very pretty. It especially suited her flat chest, making her look like she had a bit of figure. But it would expose her shoulders and collarbone, making it quite uncomfortable, and she particularly wanted to find a shawl to wrap herself tightly.
Talking about this reminded her of the clothes he had someone send to her... The size was damn perfect.
