Bai Xiaofan, this time it wasn't me who laid hands on you.
If you die, don't blame me!
Xiao Mei gently stirred the coffee in her cup, the pride and smugness flashing in her beautiful eyes.
At this point, Bai Xiaofan was oblivious to all of this.
Or rather, he had no mind to be aware of it.
For at the moment, he was intimately shopping in the supermarket with He Miaor.
He Miaor affectionately looped her arm through Bai Xiaofan's, occasionally selecting ingredients for hotpot.
They seemed like a couple, carefully choosing ingredients for their dinner.
"Xiaofan, how much meat shall we take?"
After buying vegetables, the two of them arrived at the frozen section.
He Miaor, like a little girl, sweetly sought Bai Xiaofan's opinion.
"Let's take a bit more. There isn't a single one at home who doesn't eat meat!"
Bai Xiaofan thought for a moment and said.
Bai Xiaofan was also somewhat puzzled; normally girls, for fear of gaining weight, rarely or never eat meat.