After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

Cheng Qingsong gently stroked her head and pulled her close to him with great affection.

She gently comforted him, "Don't be afraid. I'll buy you some spicy hot pot first, then I'll take you to find an empty seat. Just wait here for a moment, and I'll come over and eat with you when I'm done."

"Won't this be bad? This is a hot pot stall. If you come here to eat fried rice, won't the owner give you a hard time?" Although Wen Yi had never eaten at a street stall before, she knew the principle that you should eat at the place where you buy your food.

If you happen to encounter a stingy boss and are treated coldly, your pleasant mood for the evening will probably be ruined.

"How about I go with you to get fried rice?"

"It's alright, young man, you can bring fried rice over and order it just to eat with your girlfriend."

Perhaps Wen Yi's voice was a little too loud, because the boss next to her suddenly spoke up, startling Wen Yi. He was speaking in his thick Southwestern Mandarin, full of local flavor.

Seeing how timid the little girl was, the boss couldn't help but laugh heartily: "Little sister, I'm sorry, did I scare you? I didn't mean any harm, I just speak a little loudly."

Then, he turned his gaze to Cheng Qingsong: "You guys were talking a bit loudly just now. I heard it all from the side. Brother, where are you from? We're all from the same hometown."

Cheng Qingsong looked at the overly familiar boss, but did not answer his question. Instead, he asked him how to order the food.

After the boss gave instructions, Cheng Qingsong said, "Thank you, boss. My girlfriend is a bit timid, so she can't live without me."

Cheng Qingsong thanked the boss for allowing him to stay with Wen Yi and explained why the two of them had to dine together.

After the two finished their meal, they strolled over to the clothing section. Wen Yi went to one of the stalls and her eyes were drawn to the clothes hanging there. She thought every single one of them was beautiful.

Upon closer inspection, the clothes were brightly colored. Wen Yi looked around at the clothes hanging there and saw a dress in a color she liked. She asked Cheng Qingsong about it softly.

"Which style do you think would look better on me? How about this orange-red dress?"

Cheng Qingsong bluntly stated: "This only looks good on tall people. If you are petite, it might not look as good on you."

Although she knew in her heart that Cheng Qingsong was telling the truth, Wen Yi was still a little unhappy. She pouted and complained, "Are you saying I'm short?"

Cheng Qingsong quickly shook his head, then suddenly leaned down and whispered in her ear, "No, that's not it. I just like your petite and delicate figure. But when you buy clothes, of course you have to choose the most suitable ones. If you buy something that doesn't fit, it will just gather dust in the closet, right?" He raised his voice at the end.

Listening to his sweet words, Wen Yi's dissatisfaction vanished instantly, and she continued to select items with great interest.

"And what about this? This long-sleeved shirt?"

"This is nice, and it goes well with this long skirt." Cheng Qingsong picked up a midi skirt that reached her ankles.

Seeing that Wenyi nodded in approval, she handed him the clothes in her hands and said coquettishly, "Then you can take them first, and ask about the price after you've chosen them!"

Then she continued to browse and finally chose a pair of jeans and a dress, and bought them both.

When she went to pay, the shop owner quoted a price of over 400 yuan for all the clothes she had chosen, leaving Wen Yi speechless with shock.

Their combined salary is only a little over 500 yuan, and these few pieces of clothing cost over 400 yuan—that's too expensive! "So expensive, and the quality doesn't even justify the price!"

Upon hearing Wen Yi's words, the shopkeeper glared at her fiercely. "Young lady, don't talk nonsense. All the clothes here are the latest and most fashionable styles this year, so the prices are naturally higher. If you really want to buy, you can negotiate the price."

"Summer has only just begun, and you already know what styles of clothes are in fashion this year? Besides, the prices are way too high; there's no room for negotiation."

"Boss lady, you're beautiful inside and out, and your conscience is still intact. How about we lower the price a bit? If this dress fits you well, I'll definitely bring my friends to your shop next time." The two went back and forth.

Finally, after some haggling, a shirt paired with a skirt, a dress, and jeans were sold for 150, and Wenyi bought all the clothes.

After they left, the proprietress muttered regretfully to herself, "I didn't make enough money on this sale today. It's all my fault for being so easily swayed. Ah, who wouldn't be charmed by a pretty young girl?"

Wen Yi came out, still muttering to herself, "The quality of her clothes is really not worth the price. If I didn't really like the style and color, I wouldn't have bought it."

Cheng Qingsong couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at her smiling face, which resembled a blooming flower.

Now that Wen Yi has bought her own clothes, she wants to buy a couple more for Cheng Qingsong. "I'll buy you a couple more too."

"I don't need it. I'll buy it when I get my next paycheck."

Seeing his insistence, Wen Yi stopped pressuring him. The two continued to weave through the crowd. Wen Yi bought two more hair ties and a headband. Her long, black hair, which cascaded down like a waterfall, was often braided, which was indeed a bit monotonous.

The two wandered into a bustling area, a place where people were singing karaoke on the street, and everyone was watching others sing with great interest.

Both of them thought the song was pleasant to listen to, but the singer's voice was not good.

When Wen Yi and Cheng Qingsong got tired of walking, they went home hand in hand. Well, to be precise, Wen Yi affectionately linked arms with Cheng Qingsong.

After returning home and washing up, Wenyi's enthusiasm had not waned, so she took out the clothes she had bought and tried them on.

Wen Yi changed her clothes in the cramped room. Because she was shy, she asked Cheng Qingsong, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, to turn his head away so that he wouldn't see her changing.

Cheng Qingsong was very compliant, but when she was down to her underwear, he turned around again. Cheng Qingsong originally wanted to tease Wen Yi.

Unexpectedly, upon seeing Wen Yi's figure, he couldn't help but swallow a few times.

His heart pounded like a drum. Gazing at her round, firm breasts and slender, toned waist, he hurriedly and shyly turned his head away again.

Both ears turned bright red, and Wen Yi's face was also flushed. Although the two had made love many times, they had never examined each other's bodies so carefully.

Sometimes when it gets cold, we're already in close contact with each other before we've even taken our clothes off completely.

In the quiet night, the two had lost interest in the clothes they had bought, and were too shy to look at each other.

Wen Yi pondered to herself, "We've been married for over three months, why are we still so estranged?"

After Wen Yi changed into a newly bought dress, she walked up to Cheng Qingsong.

Her skin appeared even pinker with shyness, and her eyes became dreamy.

Cheng Qingsong could no longer hold back. Without even getting a good look at her new clothes, he stood up and gently embraced Wenyi.

His breathing gradually quickened, and his lips involuntarily pressed against Wenyi's cheek.

Wen Yi did not resist. She closed her eyes and felt Cheng Qingsong's warm embrace. Their bodies gradually drew closer, and their heartbeats quickened.

On this quiet night, their love burned even brighter, like a blazing flame.

This night was filled with happiness and contentment for Wen Yi and Cheng Qingsong.