"Yeah, this is enough."
Xue Rui grinned. Ren Jun really was efficient.
"Xiaorui, I get the stationery, and I get the neck pillow... But what does any of this have to do with black stockings?"
Ren Jun looked baffled, unable to follow Xue Rui's train of thought.
None of this stuff had anything to do with black stockings.
How was Xue Rui going to gift them?
More importantly, would Xue Xiaying even wear them?
"I have my own clever tricks."
Xue Rui put on a mysterious air, looking like some kind of charlatan.
He crouched down and lifted the box. It had to weigh dozens of pounds.
It wasn't that it was heavy, but the cardboard box was a bit big, blocking his view. Xue Rui had to walk with his head tilted to the side.
"Let me help you carry it." Ren Jun prepared to go with Xue Rui.
"No entry!" Uncle Wang barked.
"Not letting me in? Then why did you take my cigarettes?"
Ren Jun, displeased, held out his hand, gesturing for his cigarettes back.
