"Xiaojing, what did you buy?" Jian Qing looks at the box in his hand, her exquisite face showing a hint of confusion.
"Nothing."
A mysterious light flashes deep within his purple eyes as he strides towards the stairs.
The less he says, the more curious Jian Qing is.
A thought flashes across her mind. That night, he seemed to be doing something with her tablet. She was busy dealing with other things and forgot about it.
Could this delivery be the reason why he didn't want her to see the tablet?
At this thought, Jian Qing slides off the sofa, rushing to catch up with him.
"Xiaojing, let me have a look."
Barefoot, she races up the stairs in a few strides, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, hanging onto him like a koala.
She really wants to see what could possibly have him acting so secretive.
"Want to know?" Quan Jingwu angles the box so she can't see the order details on the top.
