"Achoo." Holding a bunch of shopping bags, Tang Ming suddenly sneezed and said gloomily:
"Who could be thinking about me?"
"Tang Ming, you're not catching a cold, are you?"
Xia Wei'er, walking ahead, turned back and asked with concern.
"No worries, someone is just thinking about me."
Tang Ming grinned and said nonchalantly.
"Although Brother Tang Ming has lost his Cultivation, he's not so fragile," Li Xiaoli pulled Xia Wei'er along, excitedly shouting:
"The three of us haven't shopped together in so long, we must splurge today."
"Yao Buji's card can't be used anymore, we should still be thrifty in our spending," Xia Wei'er hurriedly reminded.
"Hehe, what are you afraid of? Your almost-boyfriend is really wealthy now, he won't mind you spending."
Liu Mengting laughed lightly, her tone sour, as she gave Tang Ming a glance.
