Su Xiaoxiao finally picked out a blue bookcase made of bamboo, which was light yet sturdy.
After paying for her, Zhao Rong turned around and saw her squatting on the ground, her head bowed as she transferred her belongings.
Su Xiaoxiao placed the items from her back basket into the bookcase one by one. Her little head, tied with a red ribbon, bobbed to the tune she hummed,
"I am a little red-clothed fox, with smiling curved eyes. Don't think all foxes are bad, really, I only do good deeds and never steal chickens~"
Zhao Rong took a few glances from the side, curiously observing the trinkets she carried.
A small silk pouch embroidered with a tall building, holding Spirit Stones inside. Zhao Rong had one too.
A few plants of unknown use.
Several shiny rocks, also unknown whether they were jade or something else.
Several sets of men's clothes bunched up, with several brightly colored strap-laden… ahem, avert your eyes from the immodesty.
