บท 262: A Small Injury

Jing Yan could not bring himself to return the weighed meat in front of everyone. He rubbed He Miao's head, threw the meat into the cart, and pulled her away.

He Miao could not say anything more. She could only focus on the items that he was about to throw into the cart.

In Jing Yan's eyes, everything in the supermarket was free. Everything they saw was thrown into the cart. One was not enough, so he pushed two by himself. When it was time to pay, even with He Miao's strong resistance, he still bought two full cartfulls.

The cashier lady could not help but suck in a breath of cold air when she saw the young couple buy so many things in one breath. Even the people waiting in line behind the two of them for payment consciously changed to a line that seemed to be faster to pay.