"Aiya, Mr. Zhou, how dare you?" Xu Mingning's voice suddenly came from behind Zhou Junhao.

At that moment, Zhou Junhao had a very bad premonition, because when he first went to the counter, he would occasionally hear Xu Mingning say something like this. Once Xu Mingning said something similar, it would mean that he was going to bleed!

Sure enough, Xu Mingning took a pet suit from the clothes rack next to the cashier's desk. "Mr. Zhou really has a good eye. This is ...