After changing into her new pajamas, Jiang Qiuqiu was instantly smitten.
The pajamas, woven from a polar fleece unique to the interstellar era, were light and soft. Touching them anywhere felt like touching a cloud. Then there was the design—seeing the way the little ears on the hood stood up, Jiang Qiuqiu immediately thought of Mo Si.
After taking a photo with her terminal, Jiang Qiuqiu was about to send it to Mo Si, but then she hesitated.
'A surprise usually only works once.'
'Besides, a photo wouldn't do it justice.'
"I'll take them all, please wrap them up."
"And will you be buying the men's version?"
"Not right now." Jiang Qiuqiu smiled as she paid with her terminal. "I'll be back for it next time." 'When I come back,' she thought, 'maybe I won't be alone.'
As she left the clothing section, since she had bought several items, the store arranged for a robot to carry her purchases.
