Xie Baola wore a half-smile, "How could I not know how to choose? Are you actually looking down on me? Even though I don't cook, I still know which ingredients are fresh and which aren't, okay? My eyes are really sharp!"
Chen Jiayan: "..."
Her words, how could they seem so unreliable?
Xie Baola stubbornly placed the clothes into Chen Jiayan's hands.
Chen Jiayan, holding her clothes, followed her into the supermarket.
Xie Baola pushed a shopping cart.
Chen Jiayan said, "No need to buy a lot, just enough for today will do."
Xie Baola firmly said, "You cook, I do the shopping; how much to buy is up to me, you have no say in it."
Chen Jiayan: "..."
Passing the snack aisle, Xie Baola halted.
She looked up at Chen Jiayan: "Since we are preparing for the New Year, we need to get lots of fruits and snacks, right?"
"Not necessary..."
Chen Jiayan hadn't finished speaking when Xie Baola began to raid the snack section.
