Do Not Approach

67

Qin Yi: ...

Where were they supposed to be going again?

......

Outside the store, Zhang Qiao squatted on the ground, eating a sausage with a grim expression. She had been the first to arrive, quite happy at first. She had even told the shop owner she'd eat a sausage while waiting for Qin Yi and Xiaoxiao. But how long has it been? She's about to finish off the entire sausage supply, and those two still haven't shown up!

What on earth are they doing?!

When Mu Xiaoxiao and Qin Yi finally arrived, neither seemed the least bit apologetic. In fact, something about them felt off.

Qin Yi sat coolly on the tricycle, her gaze averted, as if she had just had a fight with Xiaoxiao. Yet the faint pink tint on her face suggested something else.

As for Mu Xiaoxiao...

Her face glowed with joy, her lips curved in a soft smile, looking as if she were radiating light from within.

Zhang Qiao cursed inwardly: What the hell?!

A herd of alpacas galloped through her mind in disbelief.

No way...

Did that beast Mu Xiaoxiao really... do that to Qin Yi... right there in the wild fields?!

Seeing Zhang Qiao's shocked expression, Mu Xiaoxiao quickly waved her hands. "It's not what you think!"

Zhang Qiao, holding a half-eaten sausage, was stunned: ...

Mu Xiaoxiao: ...

Qin Yi: ???

Some people, once they succeed, just don't know how to act.

The moment they entered the store, Mu Xiaoxiao immediately went into action. Alongside Zhang Qiao, she bought skewers of meat, bacon-wrapped enoki mushrooms, chicken wings, kidneys, gizzards, and a variety of vegetables-a massive haul.

She had assumed that things would be cheaper in the village, but because of transportation difficulties, the prices were higher than in the city.

No wonder the sizable store was nearly empty-most locals simply couldn't afford it.

But for someone like Mu Xiaoxiao, making demands at checkout came naturally.

The shopkeeper was busy, so her son-a gentle, glasses-wearing young man who had returned from college to help out-manned the register.

Mu Xiaoxiao whispered to Zhang Qiao, "Go use your beauty and charm. Get us a 30% discount."

Zhang Qiao bristled. "My beauty isn't for things like this! Why don't you go?"

Mu Xiaoxiao flipped her hair dramatically, crossed her arms, and with a playful smirk, glanced toward the young lady sitting on the couch. In a teasing tone, she said, "Ah, what can I do? I've got a wife now."

Sweet burdens indeed.

Zhang Qiao: ...

Ugh. Shameless!

Though grumbling both inwardly and outwardly, Zhang Qiao still walked to the counter. Leaning slightly, she twirled her hair, chewing gum, and cooed, "Hey there, handsome. Give your sister here a little discount, won't you?"

The poor young man, flustered and unused to such behavior, blushed immediately.

Even the young miss, observing Zhang Qiao's smooth tactics from the side, was somewhat surprised.