He Tingchuan cooperated by saying he was hungry.
Little Rice Cake immediately stuffed the half-eaten peach shortbread she was holding into his mouth while he was bored waiting: "Daddy, eat!"
He Tingchuan, whose mouth was smeared with peach shortbread: "......"
Actually, I wasn't that hungry!
Yun Jin couldn't help but smile.
He Tingchuan looked at his smiling wife, and a smile also appeared in his eyes and brows.
When leaving the train station, He Tingchuan was carrying his daughter and had his wife with him. If he wasn't worried about the impact, he would have held his wife's hand the whole time.
When they reached a crowded place, He Tingchuan had no choice but to let go of his wife's hand.
They took the bus home. They hadn't been able to book a ride today, but luckily there was a direct bus. It was a rare occasion for the family of three to take the bus together, and since the train station was the starting point, they had seats available.
Little Rice Cake sat happily in her father's lap, with her mother beside her. The three of them sat side by side. Little Rice Cake saw unfamiliar places outside and started talking to her father.
Where is this?
What place is that?
Did Dad go there when he was a child?
He Tingchuan answered all questions and even revealed a lot about his childhood. When he saw Tiananmen Square, He Tingchuan asked, "Did you get up early to watch the flag-raising ceremony?"
Yun Jin shook her head; she couldn't get up.
He Tingchuan said, "How about I bring you to watch the flag-raising ceremony tomorrow morning?"
No matter what they say, as long as they ask her, Little Rice Cake is the first to respond: "Okay!"
Yun Jin hesitated to agree, giving an ambiguous answer: "We'll see if I can get up tomorrow morning."
He Tingchuan readily agreed, saying, "I'll call you."
What else could Yun Jin say but nod?
The consequence of her nodding was that He Tingchuan wanted to work overtime that night, but Yun Jin refused: "You have to get up early to watch the flag-raising ceremony tomorrow morning. You promised Xiao Niangao, so you can't go back on your word."
"What does this have to do with getting up early?"
Yun Jin knew he was feeling restless and itchy, so she deliberately said, "You should go to sleep early."
He Tingchuan, feeling uncomfortable and suppressing his emotions, pulled at her clothes, leaned over and kissed her: "Let's sleep now, finish early and sleep early, so you won't be late for getting up early tomorrow."
"No, I want to sleep now." Yun Jin deliberately acted mischievously and refused to cooperate, looking at the person who was so anxious that his face turned red and his eyes were blazing with anger, she just wouldn't satisfy him.
"Please, my dear wife!" He Tingchuan's breathing became a little heavier. He hugged her tightly, calling her "my darling," "my wife," and "my sweetheart," his mouth filled with honey as he showered her with sweet words.
Yun Jin was coaxed into being happy, and only then did she reluctantly agree.
Who knew that this bastard would agree so readily, saying he'd only have to endure it once?
Who knew that once he started eating her, he wouldn't care whether Yun Jin lived or died.
The next morning, He Tingchuan carried one on his back and held the other as he went out to watch the flag-raising ceremony.
Mrs. He: "......"
Is this flag-raising ceremony a must-see?
Can't we see it tomorrow?
The day after tomorrow is fine too!
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