Her palms were sweating, and even her steps seemed slightly unnatural.
Su Li followed him out, looking up at the contour of his profile, and asked, "But... do you really have stars?"
Feng Huaijin's brow furrowed slightly, his magnetic voice filled with disdain, "Your taste really has issues, what's so special about that worthless stone? Fine... there are true stars, bought from the meteorite station some time ago."
Seeing Su Li's change in expression, Feng Huaijin had to change his words.
The two walked out, and the night heat intensified the sweat on their bodies.
Feng Huaijin drove the car to the entrance of a 24-hour supermarket not far from the exit, coughed lightly, and said, "Wait for me a moment, I'm going to buy something."
Su Li blushed, "Ah... oh, okay."
Without turning his head, Feng Huaijin opened the car door, got out, and went into the supermarket. As he walked in, a saleswoman approached to ask what he wanted to buy.
