No wonder, when I picked it out just now, I thought it was very similar to Master’s style. It turns out it was Master’s clothes.

The words "Wang Yue" were embroidered on the inside of the cuffs with silver silk thread. Yan Huailiu pulled it to read and said embarrassedly, "It's mine. Take it off and change into another one."

Gu Xingyun avoided his hand and said, "Master, can't I wear this?"

"Didn't you say it was a little tight? Go change into your own."

"It's not too tight, it will get bigger if you stretch it."

Yan Huailiu was speechless: "It's about to burst. I've never heard of it being able to get bigger. Go change it, and then sit down to eat."

Gu Xingyun said "oh" and walked back reluctantly, not forgetting to ask again: "Master, this disciple has worn this. Do you still want it? If not, can you give it to me?"

Yan Huailiu felt a little tired. He was really not good at communicating with young children.

I don't understand their thought process.

"If you like it, take it. If you don't like it, put it away."

Forget it, what if my apprentice wants to use this material to make a doll?

It seems that some of his apprentices are good at needlework, and he can't deprive the children of their fun.

Yan Huailiu is very good at self-guidance.

When Gu Xingyun came out after changing his clothes, he nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, it looks quite suitable. Do you like this color?"

Gu Xingyun sat next to him: "Well, as long as it's a gift from Master, I like it."

If this topic continues, Gu Xingyun will definitely bring it up again about promising himself to her.

Yan Huailiu decisively changed the subject: "How is your cultivation going? Have you encountered any problems that you can't solve?"