Brother Jiang, who was greeting qu Zheng from far away, sneezed for no reason.
"Which little girl is thinking of you?" qu Zheng teased.
Brother Jiang rubbed his nose and smiled. "I think someone is scolding me."
The two of them looked at each other and smiled.
In the toilet cubicle, Wen Muchu's anger that was hidden in his heart gradually dissipated.
Especially when he heard Lan Xiao mention an old man like brother Jiang, his tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
He pinched her cheeks and warned her in a low voice.
"You're so eloquent, Qingqing. Remember, don't go shopping with men anymore, Qingqing."
Lan Xiao nodded obediently, her desire to live was off the charts.
"Don't worry, it won't happen again. I promise."
After she finished speaking, she even took the initiative to snuggle into his arms.
Wen Muchu's breathing became rapid and he couldn't help but feel hot again.
He pressed his palm on her shoulder.
"Be honest,"
