"Come quickly, follow me. I don't want to linger here." Said the pregnant woman who glanced at the watch on her left hand. Everything is a race against time, not to mention the cooking is also quite long. Calista walked briskly towards the entrance while Ivan followed behind with long strides.
She went straight to the vegetable rack. Ivan followed behind by pushing his mistress' trolley. There was no conversational interaction between them because Calista was busy choosing the display shelf. At the same time, Ivan was busy pushing the trolley, which was running to and fro, following the footsteps of a pregnant woman walking on his left.