If one were to say that Song Boyuan was a danger, as long as one stayed by his side, one would only need to consider the danger he posed and not worry about any other dangers.
All things considered, it could even be counted as reassuring.
In Jing Qiao's heart, there had always been a certain sentiment like this.
Consequently, Jing Qiao became more and more lax as she sat, initially sitting in the cart and then stretching out her arms to grab products, eventually even too lazy to reach out.
"Song Boyuan, get that one."
"This one?" Song Boyuan followed her direction and took down a product.
Jing Qiao shook her head, "No, not that one, the one next to it, the blue box."
She seemed like a great general commanding from a siege vehicle.
Unknowingly, they had bought a lot of items.
