But to be honest, it's really hard to find the brand of Guilin Tofu that I like over here in the Northeast.
"Of course! If I'm not good to Master Zhang, who should I be good to!!"
Song Wanqing obviously recognized it as sarcasm.
But it's okay; she takes sarcasm literally!!
"Isn't carrying so much heavy? Wouldn't it be better to put it in the suitcase?"
Even if she carried it, putting it in the suitcase would have been better. She didn't expect him to carry it on his back.
Her build was already petite, so carrying it like this was still quite heavy.
"That's not okay, what if it gets damaged? This is my secret weapon."
Song Wanqing's expression was rather smug.
"Secret weapon??"
Zhang Lingchuan had a face full of question marks.
"Of course, if someday some flashy little vixen lures you away, I'll use this Guilin Tofu as my secret weapon to lure you back!"
Song Wanqing carefully placed the two bottles of Guilin Tofu back in her backpack, speaking confidently.
