Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

Chapter 12 Dinner Together
As soon as Zhao Hao walked out of the house to go to Song Qian's house, the takeout he ordered was delivered.

He smiled and put the takeaway food away in the living room. He held an umbrella and came to Song Qian's house.

Ring the doorbell, stand at the door and smile through the peephole.

With a soft "squeak" sound, Song Qian opened the door. When the two faced each other again, a blush appeared on the latter's face unconsciously.

"I'm here." Zhao Hao stood at the door and looked at her affectionately and said.

Song Qian did not speak, but hesitated for two seconds before taking a step back towards the door and letting Zhao Hao walk in.

After he walked in, the door was closed again.The two of them didn't speak, and just walked to the kitchen in a tacit understanding.

In the kitchen, Song Qian was wrapped in an apron and busy cooking in front of the stove, while Zhao Hao stood beside him, silently observing the young woman in front of him.

She put on light makeup today, and her body smelled like fruit. She wore light blue tight jeans that wrapped her long, round and slender legs. She wore a black bottoming shirt on her upper body, making her look tall and elegant.

It is extremely rare for a daughter to maintain such a good figure, but Song Qian did it easily.

What is even more fascinating and unforgettable is that there is no pigmentation all over her body or it has become flabby and aging with the passage of exertion. She still looks like a girl to this day.

Zhao Hao stood next to the stove and admired Song Qian's graceful back. He watched her delicate hands stirring the food in the pot, and his whole body swayed slightly.

He moved his eyes away from her beautiful figure. On the obsidian marble next to the stove, it was the place where he and Song Qian first had beautiful memories.

Perhaps she was aware of Zhao Hao's eyes, and the expression on Song Qian's face became a little unnatural. Although she still tried not to show it, her breathing rhythm inevitably accelerated.

"You go and wait at the dining table. It will take me a while to prepare the meal." Song Qian turned around, blushing and wanting to send Zhao Hao away.

"Are you sure you want me to go to the dining table?" Zhao Hao asked.

The dining table, like the marble tabletop, was a bad memory. Song Qian rolled her eyes at Zhao Hao with an angry look on her face, and then asked him to go to the living room and wait for her to eat.

"I'm still here to help you, right?" Zhao Hao said awkwardly.

"No, I don't feel comfortable with you here." Song Qian blushed and said firmly.

Seeing what she said, Zhao Hao could only agree. He walked into the living room with a smile, turned on the TV and watched the football game, and occasionally chatted with Li Meng after class.

Zhao Hao, who was sitting in the living room with his hands on the back of the sofa, felt like the man of the family, waiting for his wife to cook and for his daughter to come home from school.

Maybe one day, when I knock on the door, I will shout to the door: "Yingzi, open the door, Daddy!"

Just think about it!
As soon as five o'clock arrived, the rain became heavier, and the lightning that appeared from time to time was annoying to watch.

Zhao Hao stood up, closed the curtains on the balcony, and turned on two indoor lights.

"What are you doing?" Song Qian was a little afraid of Zhao Hao closing the curtains.

"Why not? The lightning is a bit annoying. I closed the curtains and didn't want to see the lightning." Zhao Hao explained with a smile.

Seeing that he really had no other ideas, Song Qian calmed down, brought the prepared meals to the dining table, turned around and walked into the kitchen to continue simmering chicken soup.

She may also know that Zhao Hao has consumed too much recently, so she deliberately put some wolfberries and red dates in the chicken soup.

It is better to find a girlfriend who is older, he knows how to love people!
"Stop cooking so many dishes. We can't eat much." Zhao Hao looked at the four dishes on the table and the chicken soup being stewed. She actually wanted to cook braised pork ribs again. This was too hospitable. Bar?

"Qianqian, I know you are good to me, but these five dishes are enough for the two of us." Zhao Hao walked up to her and said softly.

"I won't cook this dish after I finish it." Song Qian blushed a little. She didn't know what she was thinking. She accidentally cooked so many dishes, maybe she just wanted to show off her cooking skills.After finishing the last braised pork ribs, Song Qian took off her apron, and Zhao Hao thoughtfully brought the pork ribs to the table.

"Qianqian, how about a drink?" Zhao Hao looked at her and asked tentatively.

"I don't want to drink, so don't drink either. Just leave as soon as you're done eating." Song Qian said with a blushing face.

She was actually afraid that Zhao Hao would lose his temper after drinking, and she was also afraid that she would tell the truth after drinking, causing the already dangerous relationship between the two to fall further into the abyss.

Although there was no wine, Song Qian took out two bottles of grape juice from the refrigerator and sat at the table to enjoy dinner with Zhao Hao.

"Eat, what do you want me to do?" Song Qian said angrily, somewhat unhappy.

"There's something I've always wanted to ask you." Zhao Hao said cautiously and nervously.

"What's the matter?" Song Qian sat upright and looked at him.

"We haven't taken any measures. What should you do if you get pregnant?" Zhao Hao looked at her with gentle eyes and asked.

When he talked about this topic, Song Qian's originally light red cheeks instantly turned the color of pig liver.

"You don't need to worry about this matter. I will be responsible for myself." Song Qian said with a blushing face.

"I am also a party involved. If I need to take responsibility, I will definitely take my own responsibility. I am willing to take responsibility for you." Zhao Hao looked at her and said seriously.

"You don't need to be responsible, I won't be pregnant." Song Qian couldn't resist Zhao Hao's eyes, so she had to lower her head and responded shyly.

No wonder, she had never been overly nervous and made any emergency measures. It turned out that she was on the ring line.

Zhao Hao sighed in disappointment, put down his chopsticks dejectedly and said, "I still hope you can get pregnant, so that I can be responsible."

"Don't mention this matter again. Nothing is as important as Yingzi's college entrance examination now. If you mention the relationship between men and women again, I will never let you enter my house again." Song Qian said with a straight face.

She wanted to be a good mother and plan a bright future for her daughter, but the fact was contrary to what she expected, and Yingzi was forced into depression by her high-pressure methods.

Zhao Hao knew that if he wanted to prevent such a tragedy from happening again, he must gain Song Qian's trust, and then he could subtly enlighten her.

By the way, I have to get close to Xiao Yingzi, protect her sensitive and fragile nerves, and protect her from mental breakdown.

Thinking of Yingzi, Zhao Hao asked tentatively:

"Qianqian, how is Yingzi's academic performance? Which school does she plan to attend and which major is she interested in?"

"Don't call me Qianqian, it makes me uncomfortable." Song Qian said as if begging for mercy.

"Let me call you that in private. Do you think I'll call you Teacher Song or Sister Song in public?" Zhao Hao said in a bargaining manner.

Song Qian rolled her eyes at him helplessly, then pursed her red lips and introduced her baby daughter to him.

She subconsciously hoped that she and Zhao Hao could make it work. She was very serious when introducing her daughter, and her eyes were carefully observing Zhao Hao's expression.

"It's great that our daughter studies so well."

"It's not our daughter, it's my daughter. If you talk nonsense again, I'll kick you out." Song Qian said angrily.

(End of this chapter)