"Imported from Degu Country?" Xiao Qian was so busy wiping him that she didn't pay attention to it, fearing he might catch a cold. Her towel was wet from bathing earlier, so she had bought one from Auntie.
"Yeah, I found it very absorbent when I used it and took a look. See this label, isn't it Russian?" Yu Minglang showed the towel label to Xiao Qian.
Indeed, it was very soft and absorbent.
"This thing is indeed very absorbent, so I won't criticize your foreign-worshiping tendency to buy foreign goods for even towels. Just don't do it again!"
Ming Lang deliberately said this because he knew that according to Xiao Qian's character, she would slap him back in protest of his chauvinism, and then beat him up to divert the topic of pre-marriage phobia.
Unexpectedly, though, Xiao Qian's brows furrowed as she looked at the towel over and over again.
"What's wrong?"
"I bought it from Auntie for 5 yuan a piece."
