She took off her apron, pulled out a mask and put it on, closed the shop, and went to a large supermarket near the flower shop.
It just so happens.
It was exactly the size Qi Jinjiu wanted.
With her head down, she filled her shopping basket with all the flavors from the two rows on the shelf.
The customers queuing to pay next to her stared at her in disbelief.
Shen Zhiyi was even more embarrassed.
They lowered their heads even further, carrying shopping baskets, and silently waited in line.
The first thing Qi Yuran did after leaving the club was to ride his motorcycle to Shen Zhiyi's flower shop.
He was busy training.
I haven't seen her for several days.
Although we chatted online until very late every day, I always slept with that pink bunny.
But the closer I get to her scent, the more I can't help but want to see her.
When we arrived at the flower shop, we saw a sign that it was closed for the day.
He looked like a deflated puppy.
His eyebrows and eyes, hidden inside the helmet, drooped.
Driving aimlessly, I arrived at a nearby supermarket. Just as I was about to go in and buy a couple of beers, I saw Shen Zhiyi queuing to pay.
His eyes lit up.
Just as I was about to walk over, I saw her empty a whole bunch of family planning supplies from her shopping basket.
Qi Yuran stopped in his tracks.
He heard the cashier confirm with her, "Do you want all of these?"
Shen Zhiyi not only nodded affirmatively, but also added, "Do you still have this size?"
Qi Yuran: ...
His large hand, clad in a half-finger glove, hung at his side, slowly clenching.
He stood at the boundary between the darkness and the store lights.
His expression gradually turned gloomy.
As Shen Zhiyi finished paying the bill and was leaving, she bumped into a figure.
The bag fell.
The contents were scattered all over the floor.
She hurriedly squatted down and picked them up one by one.
A slender hand reached out, picked up the closest one, and looked at the model number on it.
sneer.
Then he picked up several other different flavors, glanced at them, and handed them to her.
"Thanks……"
Shen Zhiyi looked up and saw the handsome face in front of her, her mind went blank for a moment.
"Qi Yuran?!"
"You...how did you get here..."
Qi Yuran reached out and removed her mask, seeing her slightly parted lips in surprise, his eyes darkening.
"You're quite the player, aren't you?" He smirked.
His tone was rather clenched and resentful.
Shen Zhiyi gave an awkward laugh and stood up.
The Way of the Heart.
Your sister is really good at playing games.
Qi Yuran stood up as well. When he saw the smile on her lips, a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes, but a sour jealousy churned in his chest, making it hard for him to bear.
He suddenly spoke, his tone cool: "However... he's not even as old as me."
"Can you give my sister a good experience?"
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