Jiang Nanyan held the hot tea in her hand and took a few sips to moisten her throat. Then she leaned against Huangfulian and whispered, "Huangfulian, didn't he just say that he wants us to get up early tomorrow? Why are he suddenly willing to take action again?"
"Perhaps it was your greedy look that impressed the shopkeeper?" Huangfulian curved her lips and smiled, with a hint of ridicule in her smile. At the same time, she reached out and put her arms around Jiang Nanyan's waist to prevent her from accidentally falling.
He was in a good mood because of this natural intimacy between the two of them without words.
"Wow! Why are you so annoying! What do you mean by being touched by my greedy look?" Jiang Nanyan pouted and reached out to give Huangfulian a light slap.
Huangfulian grabbed her hand, and while the shopkeeper was seriously making pastries, she put it to her lips and kissed her gently, "That's not good. You hate me, but I like you. What should I do?" [
Although Huangfulian's voice was not loud, the shopkeeper, who was concentrating on making pastries, could not hear her at all.
Jiang Nanyan hadn't thought that Huangfulian would flirt with her in front of outsiders, and her face turned red.
"You, you, what are you talking about!" Jiang Nanyan stammered and turned away uncomfortably. Her face was so red that it seemed to bleed, and her heart was beating fast.
"Did I say something wrong?" Huangfulian smiled slightly, with a slight hint of evil in her smile.