After eating, Shen Mochen urged Xia Qingrou to go pay the bill. Xia Qingrou gave Shen Mochen a resentful look but still went unwillingly.
Leaving the restaurant, the afternoon sun was perfect, coinciding with the end of Late Spring and the beginning of Early Summer, the most comfortable season of the year.
A warm breeze blew by, occasionally carrying a few tufts of willow cotton.
"Let's go buy you a set of clothes," Xia Qingrou said, squinting her eyes and stretching her body.
"Just pick any set," Shen Mochen said nonchalantly.
"How can I just pick any set!" Xia Qingrou protested and hailed a taxi, "Driver, to Qingyao Square, thank you."
Shen Mochen was dragged along, grumbling, "Qingyao Square is quite far, there are many clothing stores nearby."
Xia Qingrou replied casually, "Is that so? I'm not familiar with your Yu Huai City, I just know Qingyao Square is quite famous."
