Chapter 852
These things were common and unsurprising.
Stella was not ashamed, but she was easily embarrassed. She could never be as bold as Weston was.
Weston picked the condoms with a straight face. When he heard Stella‘s voice, he looked back at her and asked, “Which one do you like?”
Stella was rendered completely speechless. She wrinkled her nose slightly and shrugged uncomfortably. “Anything is fine.”
Weston frowned. “You say it‘s fine now, but you‘ll start whining and pouting in bed.”
Stella’s face instantly went beet–red.
Two young girls were shopping in the supermarket around them too. Weston was good–looking and easily drew others‘ attention to him. The scene of a handsome man standing by the shelves and picking out condoms was striking enough. Worse, he had to say those words with such a straight face.
Stella really wanted to cover his mouth.
The few girls casually looked at them. Stella walked to Weston, grabbed a random box, and urged Weston to leave.
“Let‘s go,” she whispered with gritted teeth.
“Wait.” Weston grabbed her wrist. He acted as if he did not notice the stares.
“What?” Stella asked inaudibly. She was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into a hole in the ground.
Weston said softly, “It’s not the right size. It‘s too small.”
Stella was stunned in silence. A short moment later, she asked,” There are sizes for these? I thought they‘re all the same...”
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