"Poor dead, why are you suddenly blushing?" Sheng Qingyan sat next to Ji You and noticed that his face suddenly turned red in waves, making his expression look particularly strange.
Ji You was startled, then put on a serious face and said, "What does it matter to you?"
"...None of my business," Sheng Qingyan almost cursed, but remembered she needed something from him, so she forcefully changed her tone. Then, she stamped her foot and walked towards where Shen Changqing was.
[Humph!]
[Poor dead, once I become happily married with Green Glaze Master, I'll definitely blow some pillow talk his way and immediately terminate the poor dead's salesperson qualification.]
Sheng Qingyan walked while plotting silently.
