An Lan was in disbelief and flushed. After a long while, she gritted her teeth and cursed, "Hooligan."
Xu Baohan smiled and held her hand.
An Lan shook him off and walked forward.
Xu Baohan followed after her unhurriedly.
This was the first time he realized that shopping in the supermarket was such an interesting thing.
An Lan guessed what he was thinking. Following that, she recklessly picked out a huge pile of food and fresh fruits. Xu Baohan looked at them with relish, sometimes asking, "What is this?"
"Flounder."
"What about this?"
"Red Prawns."
When she left, An Lan even took a bottle of imported French red wine.
Xu Baohan thought about it, his woman was really flirtatious. "An Lan, the doctor said that I can't drink red wine in this state."
