Chapter 133

Waylon, pushing the car behind her, looked at him quietly for a while and suddenly asked, "Do you often come to this place?"

Alena took a box of yogurt and examined the production date before smiling at him, "Yes, when I lived alone."

She suddenly realized what she said, and she quickly shut her mouth up.

Waylon raised his eyebrows, "What happened before?"

Alena put down the yogurt and pursed her lips, "It's nothing. Shall we go buy some food and go home?"

Waylon wouldn't believe her lame excuse.

"What happened before?" The supermarket was not spacious, and it seemed a bit crowded. Waylon was afraid that someone else's cart would scrape her, so he subconsciously pulled her beside him.

He saw that she was a little depressed when she talked about the past.

There was a flash of inspiration in his mind, and Waylon suddenly realized something. He frowned and asked, "Did you want to say about the three years you spent living in the