Ming Mei smiled, "If he heard that, he'd be over the moon."
"Oh, Meimei, your husband is here."
Ming Mei: "I'm off then."
She carried the package out, and Zhuang Zhixi spotted her immediately. Surprised, he quickly stepped forward to take it from her, saying, "Oh my, how could you carry this yourself? You should have called me; I'd be happy to serve you."
Ming Mei smiled sweetly, "It was just convenient!"
She muttered, "I wonder what my master sent me. But it must be something delicious."
Zhuang Zhixi: "Little glutton."
Ming Mei playfully glared at him, "Say that again, and I'll hit you."
Zhuang Zhixi: "I'm so scared."
They bantered playfully, and Ming Mei sat on the back of the bike, one hand holding the package and the other holding onto Zhuang Zhixi.
Zhuang Zhixi: "I'll ride slowly."
"Okay."
