Because Wu Xiaoshan had just rented dozens of acres of land, many people in the village were busy in the fields.
As a result, Qin Yufeng's little store had no customers at all, which created a perfect opportunity for Wu Xiaoshan.
"Yu Feng, look what I've bought!"
Wu Xiaoshan was holding a pink bag, and with a mischievous smile, he closed the door to the store.
Curious, Qin Yufeng glanced over and immediately thought of the words Wu Xiaoshan said before he had left yesterday.
"Xiaoshan, did you really buy those embarrassing clothes?"
Wu Xiaoshan chuckled, immediately wrapped his arms around Qin Yufeng's waist, and couldn't wait to head to the bedroom.
Qin Yufeng was startled and started flailing in Wu Xiaoshan's arms.
"Xiaoshan, let go of me, I still have soup simmering in the kitchen!"
Wu Xiaoshan, rather unwillingly, let go and asked, "Who are you simmering the soup for?"
"Who else but you?"
