Just flip it over and carry it on your back.
Song Qingdai only felt a dizzy sensation, and the next second she was on his back.
He even weighed it up and it was easy and effortless.
Song Qingdai didn't have the energy to answer. She lay limply on his back, not caring whether it was hot or not. She didn't want to move even a finger anyway.
He carried Song Qingdai on his back all the way back. The sky in the evening was gentle, and the setting sun was like a gorgeous treasure, casting its light softly on them.
The light and shadow stretched their figures long and narrow. Occasionally, girls passing by would see them and show a hint of envy in their eyes. Song Qingdai slept soundly on his back, and when she woke up, it was completely dark.
She woke up on the sofa.
Gao Han boiled some hot water and added a bucket of warm water.
"Qingdai, it's time to take a bath."
He had already put in all the clothes that Song Qingdai needed to change.
Seeing that she didn't move for a long time, Gao Han shouted over there: "If you don't want to move, I can help you wash it with reluctance."
Upon hearing this, Song Qingdai sat up in shock from her dying illness.
He stood up with a somersault.
Then he rushed into the bathroom at lightning speed and slammed the door.
Gao Han: “…”
Is he that scary?
So much so that she had to avoid it like a plague.
By the time she finished washing and came out, Gao Han's noodles were ready.
“Can you cook?”
Song Qingdai wiped her wet hair and sniffed the scent of flour floating in the air.
My stomach immediately started to feel uncomfortable.
She is hungry...
Gao Han naturally heard it as well.
"In your eyes, what should I be able to do and what should I not be able to do?"
Song Qingdai sat down and looked at the delicious clear soup noodles in front of her, which also had two poached eggs in it.
She was really hungry.
Without any reservation, he picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
The sky is big, the earth is big, and eating is the most important.
"You should tell me what you can and can't do." Song Qingdai said while eating.
His mouth was stuffed with noodles, and his cheeks were bulging so much that his speech was a little slurred.
"Except for giving birth to a child, I can do everything else."
"puff--"
Song Qingdai couldn't help it and almost spit out a mouthful of noodles, and she choked.
He quickly took a sip of water and his little face turned red.
“You, you…”
Except for giving birth to a child, he can do everything else...
So he wants to say that he is omnipotent?
He really is not humble at all.
"So, do you like boys or girls?"
Song Qingdai asked in a weak voice, her reaction just now seemed a little too strong.
"As long as it's yours, I like it."
“…”
She quickly coughed lightly and stopped talking to him. If she continued, she was afraid that the topic would become abnormal.
Before eating, Song Qingdai felt that she was so hungry that she could chew a whole cow, but after eating half of it, she couldn't eat anymore.
"Can't eat anymore?"
Song Qingdai looked at the half remaining noodles and nodded, then touched her round belly.
Gao Han was speechless. He took the bowl in front of her, lowered his head and started eating.
Song Qingdai hurriedly said: "Stop eating, I've made it dirty..."
From childhood to adulthood, it seemed that only her mother would eat the leftovers she left, because only her mother would not despise her.
"I've already kissed you, would I still mind a bowl of dirty noodles?"
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