Jiang Ning often buys some snacks when going out for a stroll, which has become a habit.
When did this habit form? Probably in a past life.
As for the reason, well, it's better not to mention it.
Jiang Ning was carrying a few cups of milk tea, turned from the main road onto a cobblestone path, and passed through flower beds on both sides. Shang Wanqing didn't stay in one place.
She first slightly raised her head, eyes showing surprise, then like a nimble little deer, she hopped out of the pavilion with light steps.
When she got close, she put her hands behind her, stood with her legs together cutely, and her pink sweater jacket sculpted her slender waist with great flexibility.
Her eyes were like two pools of green springs, sparkling with water waves, both admiring and anticipating: "Brother, you're so good."
Jiang Ning played along: "Since I promised, I should fulfill it."
He first handed a cup of milk tea to Shang Wanqing, which was originally for Bai Yuxia.
