Looking at him decked in suit and leather, Shi Xiaoya felt that his image looked really out of place compared to the grocery bags of smoky ingredients.
Furthermore, he carried five bags all by himself. Whether it was really taking him a lot of effort or not, just by looking at them, they seemed hard to carry.
Looking at his all-serious face that still had the same sternness to it and him carrying so many bags of groceries, Shi Xiaoya could not help but feel like laughing.
She also felt that that would not be nice, so she struggled hard to keep it in.
"Let me help you hold a few." Shi Xiaoya stretched out her hand towards Han Zhuoling.
Han Zhuoling almost felt like holding Shi Xiaoya's hand directly, but it was a pity that his hands were still holding the bags, so it was not convenient.
"No need," Han Zhuoling said. "Let's go."
