"What's going on with this TV and washing machine, Xia Liu?" Zhang Qing picked up her phone and saw Xia Liu carrying the appliances in through the door, her confusion arising spontaneously.
"Sister Zhang, we're all going to be prosperous from now on. How can we do without these two appliances?" Xia Liu said with a chuckle as he continued moving them in.
Zhang Qing stood dumbfounded at the doorway, her eyes slowly welling up with tears. No one had ever been so kind to her before. While she was moved, she also felt a little embarrassed. If she had known, she wouldn't have asked Xia Liu to buy her a phone last night.
"Xia Liu, stick around for a bit more after you're done. I was thinking..." Zhang Qing leaned against the room's doorframe, her clothes slowly slipping down to her fragrant shoulders.
