Although the shop’s layout was strange, its merchandise was categorized in a bewildering array, and there was certainly no lack of items.
Qiao An grabbed a shopping basket and had already picked out quite a few things after browsing only one aisle. Xia Wanzhao was clearly not as open-minded as Qiao An; her face was flushed beet-red, and she hardly dared to reach out for anything.
Qiao An thought of something. "Sister Wanzhao, you... you don't need this, do you?"
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