"Imported from D Country?" Qian was so busy finding something to wipe him with, worrying he might catch a cold. The towel she brought had gotten wet during her shower at night, so she went to Auntie's and bought one.
"Yes, when I used it, I felt it's very absorbent, so I took a closer look. Look at this label, doesn't it say it's in R language?" Yu Minglang showed the towel label to Qian.
Indeed, it really is. It's very soft and absorbent.
"This thing is really absorbent. I'm not going to criticize you for buying foreign goods and being overly fascinated with foreign things this time, but don't let it happen again!"
Yu Minglang deliberately said this. He knew that after saying it, Qian's personality would make her give him a playful smack, protest his male chauvinism, then beat him up and the pre-marital fear would be sidestepped.
But unexpectedly, Qian was frowning, flipping the towel back and forth.
"What's up?"
"I bought this from Auntie, 5 yuan each."
