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"It's fine!" Wen Yichen continued.

"How can I pick if you hold me like this?" Xia Moyan asked.

"I'll help you!" Wen Yichen raised his hands, then held Xia Moyan's hands, and looked at the cherries in Xia Moyan's hands seriously.

"Wen Yichen, will you let me go first? I'm very slow to pick like this, so I'll be late to get home. Xia Moyan felt the gazes of the people around her, her face suddenly turned a little red, and then said.

"Don't let go!" Wen Yichen said.

"Wen Yichen, can I go back and make you something to eat?" Xia Moyan said when she saw this.

"To me, the beauty meter seems to be more useful than the food meter!" Wen Yichen's warm breath began to wrap around Xia Moyan's ears, and it couldn't be dispersed for a long time.

“......... Whatever you want, will you let me go now? Xia Moyan said.

"Hmm!" Wen Yichen said and slowly let go of the hand holding Xia Moyan.

After a while, Xia Moyan pushed the shopping cart to check out.

"Wow~ Wen Yichen, you are Wen Yichen, oh my God, I actually saw Wen Yichen!" After a salesperson looked at Wen Yichen and Xia Moyan, he shouted in surprise, attracting the frequent attention of the people around him.

The salesperson seems to be a girl of about twenty-five years old, with a delicate appearance and a very good voice.

"Hmph" Xia Moyan looked at the salesperson's expression and couldn't help laughing, she didn't expect to meet Wen Yichen's little fan girl in the supermarket.

"Wen Yichen, you, can you sign for me?" The salesman held paper and pen in his hand, walked up to Wen Yichen and Xia Moyan a little nervously, and asked in fear.

Because the news writes Wen Yichen every day, but she likes Wen Yichen so much, so she mustered up the courage to walk up to Wen Yichen and asked.

"Get out... I'm for..."

"Yes!" Before Wen Yichen's words fell, Xia Moyan pulled the corner of Wen Yichen's clothes, and then said softly to the salesperson.

"Really?" The salesperson was originally beaten to hell because Wen Yichen hadn't fallen yet, but after hearing what Xia Moyan said, he asked happily.

"Hmmm! It's true! Xia Moyan tugged at the corner of Wen Yichen's clothes again, and then looked at Wen Yichen innocently with watery eyes.

Sure enough, the eyes are the windows of the soul, and the eyes can really speak.

Wen Yichen glanced at Xia Moyan lightly, and then signed his name on the paper and pen in the salesman's hand, and handed it to the salesman.

"Hmph" The salesman took the paper and pen, looked at the name of his male god on the paper, and smiled.

Then, Wen Yichen pulled Xia Moyan away, and the salesman looked at the handwriting on the paper with a smile.

"Wen Yichen, I didn't expect that there is still your little fan sister here! Ha ha! Xia Moyan looked at Wen Yichen and said in a low voice.

"Xia Moyan!" Wen Yichen shouted with a little pale.

"What's wrong?" Xia Moyan immediately stopped laughing, and then asked with a serious face.

"Forget it." After Wen Yichen saw Xia Moyan's expression, he tried his best to suppress his anger, and then said softly.

"Oh!" Xia Moyan glanced at Wen Yichen and replied lightly.

She actually looked at him pitifully for the sake of other women, and her voice was a little different from that woman's. Wen Yichen looked at Xia Moyan, thinking in his heart, and began to imagine that Xia Moyan abandoned him for the sake of the salesman just now. So he began to stare at Xia Moyan tightly.