Watching the increasingly excited expressions on the faces of the surrounding girls, Gu Qingxin felt as if the man in front of her had already put on 'that thing'!
Looking at her, those cold, piercing eyes seemed to be saying, 'Little girl, you're not fit for this man!'
Gu Qingxin cleared her throat quietly, intending to discreetly distance herself from him and pretend she didn't know him!
Just then, she was grasped by the collar and pulled into the man's arms. As he browsed the items, he leaned down and asked her, "Which flavor do you like?"
"What do you mean which flavor?" Gu Qingxin asked, looking up at him with a confused expression.
"Banana, strawberry, mint..." Beiming Han showed her three different boxes.
"..."
This thing comes in different flavors?
It's not a mooncake!
"It's you who's using it, not me!" Gu Qingxin tried to shake off his hand, but Beiming Han tightened his hold, leaving her unable to move.
