He straightened his clothes in all seriousness, and stomped his feet twice on the floor in his leather shoes. He raised his chin and said, "How is it? How is it?"
"Mm…"
Lu An couldn't help but frown. She carefully looked at her father's feet a few more times, then bent down slightly to tug at the corners of his pants. Puzzled, she asked, "Dad, aren't they a little small?"
"Huh? Oh —
"Not small, not small!
"They're not small at all. I think they're just nice! Really!"
As Father Lu spoke, he pulled his legs back and hurriedly ran off, as if he was afraid that his daughter would take off his shoes.
Lu An felt really helpless!
She hurriedly went to get another pair which was in a bigger size.
"It's my fault. I didn't ask for your shoe size. I bought them for you based on what I could remember. Anyway, Brother Xiao Chuan said that he can wear both sizes. I'll give him the ones you can't wear; it's not a waste!"
