After picking the oranges, Xyla led him to the commodities area to see if there was anything else they needed at home.
“I seem to have forgotten to bring something over,” Stanley was looking calmly at the underwear area as he spoke.
“Just buy whatever you’re missing here,” said Xyla.
Stanley leaned down, folding his arms on the cart’s handle and stared straight at her, asking faintly, “Do you think these here will fit me?”
Xyla looked confused. She had no idea what he was talking about. “Huh?”
He kept quiet, pointing to the men’s underwear section. Following his finger’s direction, Xyla immediately noticed an entire section filled with men’s underwear not too far away. Her face and neck instantly flushed red.
Why did that sentence sound so ambiguous?
So shameless?
Oddly, this was obviously a mischievous question, but she did not feel disgusted when he asked with a straight face.
Memories she had buried with so much difficulty came surging back like a great flood. As if she had been electrocuted, her body felt numb, and her heart started beating faster.
Wait… Why did she think about that stuff?
Xyla gave an awkward cough and looked at him. “About that night… Didn’t we agree not to bring it up?”
“Did I bring it up?” he responded, looking serious as always. Without any emotion in his eyes, he stood up straight, looking proper.
Xyla was speechless. Although he never said it, that sentence made way for imagination.
“What are you blushing for?” he asked faintly.
“Who’s blushing?” Xyla ignored him and pushed the cart forward, hurrying away.
His eyes crinkled as his lips curled into a subtle grin when he stared at her back profile. What a thin-skinned girl that was sensitive to teasing.
After quickly looking around and realizing there was nothing else to buy, Xyla pushed the cart to the self-checkout counter to queue.
Stanley followed quietly behind.
Be it figure, temperament, or their faces, the two stood out from everyone there by a few levels.
Like they were luminous objects, they instantly attracted everyone’s attention. Women could not resist staring at Stanley while men could not help but stare at Xyla.
After queuing for about ten minutes, it was their turn. Xyla lifted her hand, planning to key in her phone number.
Just then, a pair of warm hands reached over from behind her, one hand gently moving her hand away while the other tapped in a combination of numbers. He was standing right behind her. By extending his hands this way, she felt like she was being embraced.
Warm breaths glided over her scalp and electricity once again surged through her body. Xyla took an awkward deep breath before turning to look at him. “What are you doing?”
“Nothing. Paying,” he said like it was something casual.
Xyla subconsciously pushed him away and moved to the side. “Didn’t we agree that I would pay?”
However, the man kept quiet as he chose a payment method on the screen. Then, he opened up a shopping bag and started scanning the items one by one before putting them inside.
At the mall earlier, he had insisted on paying. She had felt bad about it, but now, he was insisting on paying again.
“I’ll transfer the money to you later.” She already owed him a lot of money and favors. She did not want to add to her own debt anymore.
“Help me out,” he said calmly as he continued to put the items in the bag, not responding to her appropriately.
Xyla stopped talking after seeing the long queue behind and started helping him to quicken up.
