That gaze seemed intent on stripping his clothes off, and he couldn't ignore it even if he tried.
"I bought the clothes," Qiao Xi said in a flustered rush as she withdrew her gaze, pretending to be calm, "It cost a total of five hundred yuan."
Had she gone mad?
Staring at Shen Dang for so long.
Thinking that she had even bought him underwear, Qiao Xi felt her face growing red.
That kind of thing is what only people who are intimate with each other would do. She...
Forget it, she should try to keep her distance from Shen Dang in the future.
Boss Shen had never before worn clothes this cheap.
He seemed to have smiled, "I'll transfer it to you later."
"Okay."
Then they went silent again.
As her mind cleared, the effects of the alcohol began to climb back up.
Qiao Xi was thinking about how she had come to interact with Shen Dang that evening, but couldn't find a single train of thought as she leaned against the back of her chair.
