Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

Chapter 19 The correct way to feed grapes
After returning home, Zhao Hao took off his sweaty clothes, walked into the bathroom shirtless and took a shower, then wrapped himself in a bath towel and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for himself.

He endured the fishy smell and swallowed five raw eggs in one gulp, and then ate two soda crackers with an orange. Breakfast for a person who can't cook is just that simple.

Before Zhao Hao had breakfast, he specially took a photo and sent it to Song Qian with the text: "It would be great if you were by my side!"

Not long after the message was sent, Song Qian's reply came:
"A very rich breakfast. Even without me, you are still living so well."

"You are really funny~" Zhao Hao replied with a wry smile.

Song Qian, who was having dinner with her daughter, couldn't help but laugh out loud when she saw his reply.

"Mom, why are you laughing?" Qiao Yingzi looked at her usually unsmiling mother with confusion on her face.

"It's okay. I saw the post on Moments posted by my friend and thought it was ridiculous. You should eat quickly."

Song Qian noticed her daughter's eyes, so she suppressed the smile on her lips, turned off her phone, and continued to eat with her daughter as if nothing had happened.

After listening to her mother's explanation, Qiao Yingzi lowered her head and continued to enjoy the sumptuous breakfast.

The mother and daughter finished breakfast slowly. Qiao Yingzi picked up her schoolbag and headed to school. Song Qian thoughtfully walked her daughter to the door and watched her enter the elevator before closing the door.

Song Qian returned to the living room, took out her mobile phone and sent a message back to Zhao Hao:

"In the future, please don't send me messages when Yingzi is at home. I'm really afraid of exposing the secret, and I'm afraid that Yingzi will be suspicious."

"Okay, I get it!" Zhao Hao had already walked outside the community at this time, planning to walk around to familiarize himself with the environment, so that he would have a place to go when he goes on a date with his girlfriend in the future.

Shuxiangyayuan community is in a school district. There are abundant educational resources nearby, entertainment venues are relatively scarce, and there is nothing novel and interesting.

Further away from the community and adjacent to several universities, he saw some standard places in university towns, such as love hotels, private movie cafes, bathing centers, and Internet cafes.

These places carry the green years of many young college students. You can bring Song Qian or Li Meng here someday to find the feeling of going to college.

Zhao Hao wandered outside until around [-] noon. He was so hungry that he decided not to wander around anymore. He had a sumptuous lunch at a Cantonese restaurant and then took a taxi back home.

On the way home, he received a message from Song Qian: "I'm back from outside!"

"I'll be at your house in 10 minutes, wait for me~" Zhao Hao replied immediately.

Putting down his phone, Zhao Hao looked at the taxi driver beside him eagerly:

"Master, please hurry up, I have something urgent to deal with."

"Okay!" the driver responded, then stepped on the accelerator and headed towards Shuxiang Yayuan at a slightly faster speed.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Hao, with a slightly red face, hurried to the downstairs of Song Qian's house and reached out to ring her doorbell.

The latter quickly opened the door for him. Zhao Hao didn't waste a second, walked into the building, pressed the elevator, and arrived in front of Song Qian's house in one go.

The sensible Song Qian left the door open for him. Zhao Hao looked at the unlocked security door and couldn't help but smile.

He walked into Song Qian's house, turned around and locked the door, then put on his shoes and went inside.

At this moment, Song Qian is cutting fruits in the kitchen, preparing to entertain her lover.

Zhao Hao looked around and spotted Song Qian's back. Today she was wearing an off-white knitted short-sleeve shirt and the black slim-fitting trousers she usually wore.

She was slightly leaning forward to cut the fruit, with a beautiful landscape behind her. Her slender legs were graceful, and her slender waist was round and plump.

"You sit down in the living room first, and I'll cut some fruit." Song Qian turned around and said gently to Zhao Hao who was standing behind her.

At this moment, Zhao Hao had no time to sit in the living room. He didn't say anything, took two more steps forward, and gently hugged Song Qian from behind with his hands.

"Qianqian, did you miss me today?" "No, I was very tired this morning. Not only did I have to have my car serviced, but I also had my hair done. How could I have time to miss you?" Song Qian said lightly.

When she said this, Zhao Hao realized that Song Qian had done her hair. The hairstyle didn't change much, but the ends of her hair were shortened, a little fluffier than before, and they smelled very good.

The two of them were leaning on each other tightly. Zhao Hao put his hands around her waist and pinched her belly from time to time to make fun of her.

"You didn't miss me, but I missed you so much, and last night was even more difficult." Zhao Hao deliberately put his face against her hair as he spoke, gently smelling the fragrance of her hair.

"Did you have bad thoughts last night?" Song Qian reached out and put a grape into his mouth and joked.

Zhao Hao laughed dryly and did not deny it. Instead, he told Song Qian what happened to him last night, and at the end he said coquettishly to her:

"Qianqian, you know I like quiet. Can you put a soundproof cotton on the ceiling? I don't want to hear this kind of sound when I sleep."

"Why are you installing soundproofing cotton on the ceiling? It's only for 5 minutes. Just bear with it and it'll be over." Song Qian said with a slight blush.

She was serious and said something unserious, but it was quite funny.

Zhao Hao laughed out loud and hugged the woman in his arms tighter.

Song Qian, who had her back turned to him, was thinking, no wonder Tong Wenjie would sometimes complain about Fangyuan being useless. At first, she thought she was saying that Fangyuan had no ambition, but it turned out that it had this meaning.

Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. If Zhao Hao hadn't said it, I'm afraid Tong Wenjie would never have said it in her life, no matter how good the two were.

"Bah"

Song Qian, who had just finished loading the fruit plate, heard a soft noise and looked down to see that it was Zhao Hao who was causing trouble.

"Don't be ridiculous. I came to you today to chat with you. I'm not allowed to do anything else." Song Qian gently patted the back of Zhao Hao's hand with her small hand, lowered her head and buttoned the button again.

"Let's go and eat fruit in the living room." Song Qian held the fruit plate and motioned for Zhao Hao to let go of her.

The clinker Zhao Hao didn't follow the routine at all. He directly picked up Song Qian and carried her into the living room. The two were inseparable like Siamese.

"Qianqian, feed me a grape." Zhao Hao said while holding Song Qian in his arms.

"Are you going to hold me like this all the time?" Song Qian put her hands around Zhao Hao's neck and asked.

"I plan to hold you like this for the rest of my life and never let go." Zhao Hao said, leaning over and leaving a soft kiss on her forehead.

Song Qian looked at him charmingly, put a grape between her fingers and put it on Zhao Hao's mouth, and said shyly: "Here, let's eat it for you, bad guy!"

"Is this how you feed me?" Zhao Hao asked with a smirk on his face.

"What if?" Song Qian looked at him with a blushing face.

"I'll teach you~"

Zhao Hao smiled evilly and personally demonstrated the correct way to open the grapes for his boyfriend. Song Qian in his arms turned away in shame and refused to cooperate.

"Come on, it's easy to learn."

"You are so bad, I don't want this."

Just as the two of them were chatting with each other on the sofa, the doorbell suddenly rang, interrupting the sweet atmosphere in the house.

"Who will come at this time?" Zhao Hao asked with a frown.

"I don't know if it's from the property management company. I'll go take a look." Song Qian blushed and pushed her messy hair behind her ears, struggling to stand up from Zhao Hao's arms.

(End of this chapter)