Li Yeqi held a shopping bag in one hand. "Good girl, let's go, we're going home."
Yan Luoxi was taken aback. She stood up, and the corner of her eye caught the sight of a conspicuous shopping bag. Her face stiffened, and she then sneered, "You really went and bought it, huh?"
The depths of Li Yeqi's eyes were profound as he looked at her intently and teased, "Hmm."
"Get lost," Yan Luoxi turned to leave, unwilling to talk to this man anymore, lest his shamelessness infuriate her to death.
Li Yeqi followed her, carrying the stuff. The supermarket was not far from Yan Luoxi's apartment; they had parked the car before walking over.
They walked one in front of the other. Li Yeqi watched her back, feeling a heavy discomfort in his heart.
Recently, he had been striving to bridge the gap between them, but the closer he got to her, the farther apart they seemed, so distant that even when he was right beside her, he didn't know what she was thinking.
