When she heard Huo Yichen's words and was thinking about how to answer, she was caught off guard and hugged from behind. Then, she was lifted up and placed in the shopping cart.
The shopping cart was big enough for her to sit steadily. However, their positions were like a parent pushing their children.
"But I'll take good care of this person in front of me first." Huo Yichen's smiling voice sounded behind her.
He must have seen her playful attempts to get on the trolley just now.
Murong Qiao wasn't thinking about it, but when she heard the other party's teasing tone, she couldn't help but want to get up in embarrassment. After all, she wasn't at home. If a passerby saw her—Murong Qiao felt that she was still very thin-skinned.
At the very least, she definitely couldn't do something like socializing with bandits.
After playing at the supermarket and buying what they needed, the two of them finally took a car home.
