"What? An Rao sent this."
"Who is An Rao?" Although he had met her before, Jun Shiling directly excluded an unrelated female name from the content he wanted to remember.
"The one we sent home last time."
"Oh, you're going to wear it just because she gave it to you? So Madam, you're so obedient. Are you going to wear whatever I buy for you next time?" At this point, Jun Shiling lowered his head and looked at Xia Wanyuan meaningfully.
Xia Wanyuan stopped talking and gently pinched Jun Shiling to express her protest, which made Jun Shiling smile.
Jun Shiling used his leg to open the door of the master bedroom, and the fragrance of lotus flowers wafted over. Xia Wanyuan turned around and smiled. "Jun Shiling, you like these flowers so much."
