Su Yue bent and stretched over, grabbing a bra from the bra shelves and hanging it on Ming Ansheng's neck. "This is for you, penny pincher."
Then she sat down in a fit.
Ming Ansheng looked down at the bra hanging from his neck. A dark expression formed on his handsome face.
All the shoppers nearby looked at him and snickered.
He blushed. He took it off his neck and glared at Su Yue. He scolded softly, "Quit horsing around, or I'll whack you."
He then returned the bra to its original place.
Su Yue was about to talk back when he suddenly took a turn. His voice turned gentle and he warned, "Just one bottle."
Su Yue's anger dissipated immediately.
She sat in the shopping cart, peering up at Ming Ansheng as she frowned.
Ming Ansheng felt her gaze and raised his eyebrows at her. "What's up?"
Su Yue shook her head. "Nothing, my heart just feels strange."
