As the palm-sized slipper hovered, about to descend on a pair of tiny bottoms, both little cuties gave a sudden start.
Watching the little ones' reaction, Jiang Wan'er was filled with confusion. What on earth was going on? A slipper couldn't possibly carry that much psychological deterrence.
Downstairs at the company, Liu Bufan was dressed in full mainstream-defying fashion. With a flicked fringe, a standard ribbed undersweater, and blue-and-green slippers, he held a dog on a leash with one hand and led Bai Taotao’s little hand with the other.
Chapter 171