The next morning bright and early.
As soon as Song Anjiu got out of bed, she was sternly ordered by someone, "Wear your school uniform."
"We don't need to wear uniforms for supplemental classes."
"Mm, then wear this." As Fu Chenshang buttoned up his shirt, he picked out a soft pink princess dress from the pile of clothes they bought yesterday, estimating there were at least a hundred bows on this outfit.
"I'll just wear my uniform!" Song Anjiu quickly found her school uniform and put it on.
This set of clothes was still new; she had never worn it before and had just dug it out from the bottom of the box.
She'd wear this for now! When she got to school, she'd see if she could snatch a set of boy's clothes to wear.
Fu Chenshang watched her, dressed in the black-and-white, strikingly youthful and refreshingly unbeatable sailor uniform, his gaze gradually deepening. Although he did not touch her, his mind was probably racing with thoughts.
