Sheng Qian stretched out both hands to him.
Long Yunting stared at her suddenly.
Sheng Qian smiled faintly, leaning against him, her delicate and boneless appearance completely captivating his heart.
Long Yunting took a deep breath, carefully picked her up, and carried her to the bathroom to wash up.
After Sheng Qian took a relaxing bath, Long Yunting had already served her a meal.
Around 10 o'clock, we had brunch together.
The two sat down to eat, but didn't talk much.
But the atmosphere between the two had changed, becoming more joyful than usual.
Therefore, even if you don't speak, you won't feel awkward.
Long Yunting is not a talkative person, but when he's with Sheng Qian, he's already considered quite talkative.
After eating, Sheng Qian had no intention of going back to sleep. She leaned against the door and watched the man washing dishes and cleaning the kitchen. Sheng Qian thought that Long Yunting's appearance was extremely pleasing to the eye no matter what he did!
Even picking his nose is handsome.
Sheng Qian became more and more satisfied the more she looked at it.
I couldn't resist going in and standing next to him.
Long Yunting was delighted to find that Sheng Qian was particularly clingy to him after waking up!
"Did you often do this when you were in the ministry? Did you work in the mess hall?"
"No."
"Your hands aren't for washing dishes and cooking. Let's eat out from now on, and only eat at home occasionally. If all else fails, we can just go home and freeload a meal."
Long Yunting liked it when Sheng Qian used words like "we" and "us".
This made him feel that they were one.
“I prefer to cook at home. If you like going back to the Long family, then go back more often.”
“We’ll go back to the Long family in Beijing at the appointed time. They must miss you since you were often away from home before.”
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
"Listen to me in everything?" Sheng Qian tilted her head and rested it on him.
Long Yunting paused his tidying up, slightly turning his body to let her lean closer.
"Yes, I'll do whatever you say."
"You can't keep indulging me like this. What if one day I ask you to kill or commit arson, and you go too?"
“You won’t.” Long Yunting looked at her seriously: “If that day ever comes, you will have a reason to do so.”
"You have such a sweet tongue."
Sheng Qian smiled and tiptoed to kiss him on the chin.
Long Yunting wanted to free his hand to pull her back and kiss her again, but Sheng Qian turned and left the kitchen.
Long Yunting quickly tidied up and came out: "Aren't you going to rest?"
"I have to go out later; there's a business deal I need to handle."
"I'll go with you."
"No, aren't you going back to the patrol team? If you come with me, you'll just be delaying your business."
“The patrol team doesn’t have much to do,” Long Yunting thought, preferring to spend more time with her.
Sheng Qian was going to the factory. She looked at Long Yunting, thought for a moment, and suddenly made a decision, "Let's go together then."
Long Yunting did not miss the change in her expression in that instant.
He knew that Sheng Qian must have been doing some big business behind the scenes.
Sheng Qian's decision to let him go with her shows her absolute trust in him.
Long Yunting stepped forward, wrapped his arms around her waist, and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.
Sheng Qian looked up: "What's wrong?"
"Shall we go now?" Long Yunting asked.
"Um."
The two got ready and went out.
To outsiders, Long Yunting is a cripple who can't walk, so he still relies on a wheelchair to get around this time.
They drove out and chatted for a while on the way.
Before we even entered the road, we saw Helan Jin standing by the roadside.
The two exchanged a glance, and Sheng Qian still stopped the car. "Brother Jin?"
"It's you guys."
Helan Jin walked to the car and glanced at them.
"Is Brother Jin going to a resort?"
“I just came from over there,” Helan Jin said. “It won’t delay your business.”
"Since we've run into each other here, why don't we find a place to sit down and have a cup of tea?" Sheng Qian had a strange feeling when she saw Helan Jin and Helan Zhi.
It was the aura displayed by this father and son that was somewhat different from those in positions of power.
Or perhaps it was their aura that gave her a sense of familiarity.
It's like the illusion of smelling your own kind.
She didn't believe it was just fate.
There must be something she overlooked. Whether she overlooked it or not, we'll only find out what it is when we get closer.
He Lanjin paused for a moment and said, "If it won't take up too much of your time, then let's go to the teahouse in front and have a few cups of tea."
"Then I'll find a place to park first," Sheng Qian said, driving the car over.
Long Yunting didn't say a word from beginning to end, he just nodded to Helan Jin.
But Long Yunting would also scrutinize Helan Jin.
His eyes were somewhat deep.
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