Chenxing giggled, "It doesn't hurt."
The very next second, Gu Shaocheng grabbed the back of her head and bit her lip hard: "Won't bite you to death."
Chenxing winced in pain, "It really hurts."
"Serves you right!"
Sob... this misogynistic bad man!
While grumbling to herself, Chenxing didn't hesitate to enter another store, purchasing a heap of princess-themed items, swiping her card again and again, carrying bags large and small, and finally when she left the mall, the trunk and even the seats were packed with stuff.
Seeing his tall body crammed in with a bunch of baby products, Chenxing burst into laughter. Ha-ha, revenge accomplished!
...
The car crawled slowly along the busy street, catching the after-work traffic rush, completely blocked.
Alas.
Leaning out the window, watching the car crawl like a snail, Chenxing sighed several times.
Turning her head, Gu Shaocheng was busy working on his laptop; out of sheer boredom, she leaned in to watch him work.
