Lu Zhaolin looked smug. Although Zhao Jianjun and the others didn't drink a drop of alcohol during the meal, they felt like they were about to get drunk.
After finally finishing their meal, the group immediately made their escape.
They knew in their hearts that if they stayed, things would probably get more serious than just getting drunk.
A few bright, glaring light bulbs—wouldn't that get them beaten up later?
Lu Zhaolin didn't try to persuade them to stay at all; they were smart enough to do that!
They slipped away quickly.
Otherwise, he would definitely let them know why the flowers are so red later.
Song Qinghe chuckled: "After they leave, we'll have to clean up these tables, chairs, benches, bowls, chopsticks, and other dishes ourselves."
"Commander Lu, you came in person?"
“I’ll do it, I’ll do it!” Lu Zhaolin said without hesitation. He would rather do more work than watch them be third wheels.
It's pointless and just makes me frustrated all the time.
Song Qinghe shrugged, offering no objection. If you think about it carefully, there had indeed been quite a few people around them these past few days.
Despite being newlyweds, the two of them don't even have any space to be alone together.
It must have been tough on Lu Zhaolin, keeping it all bottled up all this time.
Lu Zhaolin had been waiting for this day for a long time, always surrounded by this person or that person.
Now that it's finally just the two of them left, all he wants to do is finish the housework quickly and get some rest.
After washing the dishes, he went straight to Song Qinghe.
Song Qinghe was startled when she saw him coming, but Lu Zhaolin walked around her and went inside to search for a while. Finally, he pulled out a wooden bucket with a serious expression and said...
"I'll boil some water, you can take a bath and get some rest later!"
"oh."
"If you're tired, go inside and rest."
"good."
Song Qinghe watched Lu Zhaolin bustling about, asking her this and that questions, like a spinning top.
Finding a man like that to live with seems really good.
These days, many men are chauvinistic and will never do anything useful.
Forget about asking them to cook or help with the dishes; they practically want to go home and lie around like royalty.
Even decades from now, it will be the same.
Even if Song Qinghe has never eaten pork, has he never seen a pig run?
Compared to them, Lu Zhaolin was so much better; to have such a person as her husband—no, he was already her husband.
Even if there is no love in the future, I probably won't let myself suffer.
Song Qinghe was seriously considering it in her mind, and she found it quite interesting. She didn't want to worry about gains and losses, but the thoughts in her mind were always a little hard to control.
All things considered, Lu Zhaolin is a suitable marriage partner.
The weather was quite hot, and within minutes Lu Zhaolin was sweating profusely, his body felt sticky, and his clothes were almost soaked through.
Nevertheless, she happily ran to Song Qinghe's side.
"Honey, you're all set. You can go take a bath now!"
"Wait for me, I'll be right back."
Song Qinghe spoke truthfully, and seeing Lu Zhaolin's eager look, she knew what he was thinking.
However, since they decided to be together, they got married and registered their marriage, which is perfectly normal.
Song Qinghe didn't want any Platonic love; it was obviously impossible for them to only have a spiritual relationship without any physical intimacy.
Let alone Lu Zhaolin, a grown man, being unable to hold back, even she herself couldn't hold back.
She's ready!
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