He thought Song Qingdai was still sleeping at this time. After all, she was very busy last night and she must be tired.
But as soon as I opened the door, I could smell the aroma of food filling the room.
"You're back?"
Song Qingdai was carrying a plate of food over and Gao Han quickly took it.
"This plate is hot. Weren't you very tired last night? What are you doing up so early?"
He can cook, but if he really doesn't want to cook, he can go to the cafeteria or eat at a restaurant outside.
After all, Song Qingdai must not be allowed to work too hard.
"It's already twelve o'clock noon, is it still early?"
Gao Han began to take over the work in her hands and brought the food over.
"Did you wash the sofa?"
Only then did he notice that she had taken off the covers on the sofa.
Song Qingdai's face turned red, and the fingers holding the chopsticks tightened. She whispered, "It got dirty last night..."
"If it's dirty, it's dirty. I have to change it anyway, so why wash it?"
"It's all your fault." Song Qingdai glared at him and bit her lip: "You clearly promised me that you would shorten the time."
"I told you the sofa is too small." Song Qingdai said, rubbing her waist.
The sofa was so small that it was difficult to move around, and it was also a pity for her waist.
Looking at her movements, I could tell that last night's position had probably inflicted some pain on her.
Gao Han blushed for a rare moment, and coughed lightly, saying, "It's all my fault. It's all my fault. I have time this afternoon. Qingdai, let's go pick out furniture."
"Why don't you replace everything you don't like with something you like?"
There was a hint of coaxing in his tone.
Song Qingdai became interested when she heard this and asked, "Are you not going to school?"
"Besides, you didn't get enough rest last night. You came back very late and went out at dawn this morning. Can your body handle it?"
Song Qingdai asked.
Although they are all young, their bodies are the capital of revolution.
Fortunately, Gao Han kept his word last night and was really not injured.
They are just some superficial injuries, it doesn't matter whether you treat them or not.
Gao Han paused when he heard this, and looked at her with a possessive and passionate look.
"You think I'm not in good health?"
"That's not what I meant..." Song Qingdai knew best whether he was in good health.
That's simply too good.
"Didn't you say you were going to look at furniture this afternoon?"
"Then I want to replace all the mattresses, sheets, and bed covers on the second floor."
Gao Han nodded: "Yeah, okay."
"The curtains need to be changed, too. The color is too dark. We need to change them to something brighter."
"There's also a living room. You can buy a vase so you can put some fresh flowers in it every once in a while."
"Isn't there an empty room on the second floor? I want to make a study room out of it."
Song Qingdai supported her chin with one hand and stuffed food into her mouth with the other.
Just think about how wonderful it would be to decorate their home just the way they like.
This is probably every girl's dream.
With the person you love, you can have a little home of your own, and everything in it is what you like.
She likes people and things too.
"Yeah, okay."
It seemed that no matter what she said, Gao Han would not refute it.
The allocated house is large enough and has many vacant rooms, so it is more than enough to set up a study room.
After the Zhang family’s house burned down, Zhang Shaoxing had to quickly buy a new one in the town in order to have a place to live.
Zhang's mother was also taken back from the hospital.
But this newly bought house
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