She’s always been independent, spending most of her ti living alone, so it’s safe to say she’s almost never seen n’s underwear. Now, suddenly standing among so many n’s underwear, she doesn’t even dare to move.
Unlike her unease, Lin Mubai was casually selecting what he wanted to wear with a composed expression. When he found sothing satisfactory, he didn’t forget to ask for the opinion of the person next to him: "Nannan, does this one work?"
Lin Mubai’s voice was just the right volu for everyone around to hear. All eyes turned to them at the sa ti. An Nan’s face instantly turned even redder than before, and a hint of irritation appeared in her eyes staring at the man in front of her: "Lin Mubai, give it a rest, will you?"
Lin Mubai innocently touched his straight nose, his tone full of innocence: "Alright, why so fierce?"
Lin Mubai actually knew how to exercise moderation, so he didn’t tease the person next to him further and directly took his chosen items and left the n’s underwear store.
As soon as they stepped out of the store, An Nan was filled with regret: "Little White, I said I was going to pay just now." She was so embarrassed that she forgot about it.
Lin Mubai nonchalantly waved it off: "It’s okay, we still have another chance later."
People often said that a man spending a woman’s money was undignified, but he didn’t feel that way at all. Instead, there was a subtle sense of intimacy, and even wearing the clothes later would be sothing to take pride in, knowing they were bought by his wife.
It was only when buying shirts later that An Nan finally helped pay. She imdiately felt much more at ease.
After buying Lin Mubai’s clothes, they continued to the children’s clothing section. Buying clothes for An Jiayou was much easier. An Nan went directly to a few favorite brands, picked out the clothes, reported the size, and got the clothes all within ten minutes.
But during this short ten minutes, countless thoughts flashed through Lin Mubai’s mind. He even began to imagine whether this woman would also choose clothes for their future children with such a serious expression. That would certainly be a warm scene, wouldn’t it?
For An Jiayou’s clothes, it was Lin Mubai who ended up paying. An Nan’s look of refusal fell on him, only to be t with his gentle smile: "Let’s just say it’s a welco gift for the little one, alright?"
For a mont, An Nan couldn’t find a reason to refuse: "Alright then."
Lin Mubai continued to ask: "Have you bought everything?"
"Mm."
"Then let’s hurry back, or Jiayou will be anxious from waiting."
When the two returned to the restaurant, Zhan Qiyi and An Jiayou were still there, with a sowhat awkward silence in the air. But it wasn’t because Zhan Qiyi didn’t want to talk; no matter what he said to the little one, there was no reply.
The little face showed deep thoughts, not knowing what he was pondering.
It wasn’t until two familiar figures entered through the door that the little one’s face beca lively again. He quickly stood up from behind the table and walked toward the people who ca in, complaining as he walked: "An Nan, you’re so slow."
An Nan smiled slightly, gently ruffling the other’s soft hair, her face showing both indulgence and guilt: "Sorry for making you wait, Jiayou."
"An Nan, I’m tired." This ti, it was no longer just whining, but genuine fatigue. After all, sitting on a plane for so long without rest would be unbearable for anyone.
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