After a hearty meal, the atmosphere between Song Ning and Qiao Bo became even warmer.
It gets dark late in the summer, and it’s almost nine o’clock by the time we finish eating and cleaning up.
Qiao Bo naturally didn't let Song Ning get involved in the cleaning work.
These were things he was used to doing, and soon the kitchen was tidy.
Song Ning was driven out of the kitchen by Qiao Bo and slowly walked around the room.
This house is the smallest house she has lived in in her life. The properties she bought before were much bigger than this one.
But this house has a sense of warmth that a big house doesn't have.
Perhaps it was because there was one more person in the house and she was finally not destined to be alone, Song Ning was in a particularly good mood.
In another room of the house, Qiao Bo also made the bed in the afternoon.
It was an army green bed sheet and quilt cover, the whole thing was green, the sheets were laid very flat, and the quilt was folded in a meticulous manner.
At first glance, Song Ning thought she had entered a military camp!
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