Jiang Mianmian was completely numb, having long grown accustomed to their lovey-dovey talk.
Su Wanyu patted Jiang Changhai on the shoulder, signaling him to stop running his mouth outside.
Jiang Changhai got the hint from his wife and promptly got back to the point, "Hehe, kid, get me two more Clam Oil. In this severe winter, the wind feels as if it's slicing my face raw."
Hearing this, Su Wanyu felt a bit of pity and said, "Brother Hai, don't buy Clam Oil anymore. You can use Snow Cream with me."
Jiang Changhai shook his head without a second thought and refused, "I really don't like that stuff. It's too fragrant, not suitable for a manly man like me. Buddy Yu, am I right?"
"Hmm." Yu Cheng nodded, as he also disliked applying such things.
He would rather go without anything than to smell as fragrant as a woman.
Jiang Changhai spread his hands, "See, us men don't like that."
Seeing his genuine dislike, Su Wanyu didn't stop him from buying Clam Oil anymore.
