Oh, how she spends hundreds of taels of silver to buy things! Changtian puts the mountain-like goods into his Storage Ring, still empty-handed, following her unhurriedly. Ning Xiaoxian imagines the scene of him helping her carry big bags, acting as a moving shopping cart.
Ah, that image is indeed full of discord, truly something that could never happen in a lifetime.
Changtian sees her smiling sneakily, shakes his head in bewilderment. Simply strolling the streets, spending a little Silver, can make her so happy and pleased? Such is a woman's nature, something he could never understand.
Thus the afternoon wore on, every household was preparing the New Year's dinner, with barely a few pedestrians left on the streets, most shops had already closed their doors. Only then, she contentedly stretched lazily: "Let's go back."
