long marriage

Chapter 664 Who Do You Love (7)
Qin Shang's coat was covered on her body, afraid that she would catch a cold. After all, the wind had blown just now. He was not omnipotent, and the wind was not something he could control. Lin Man nestled lazily in the co-pilot's seat inside.

He went to buy noodles and carried them back to the car. It's not that he can't do anything, it mainly depends on his mood.

The car entered the underground garage, and Qin Shang opened the door, waiting for her to get out of the car.

Lin Man didn't want to sleep, he was really a little confused when he swayed all the way, he was a little dizzy when he got out of the car, it happened to be a particularly sleepy time period, his feet were soft, but fortunately he was caught.

"You, Cinderella, are also full of tricks."

Qin Shang squatted down.

"I don't want you to carry it."

It's not like she can't leave, why should he carry it?
Qin Shang turned his face away and smiled dullly: "Come on."

Lin Man lay on his back, feeling silly and happy, thinking that men are sometimes very romantic, holding noodles in their hands and carrying themselves on their backs, if you want to carry them, then go for it.

"You are a little sinking."

Lin Man beat him.

Said she was sinking.

The front seemed to be covered with street lamps for them, the star-studded street lamps, Qin Shang carried it on his back and finally became a clamp, Lin Man was afraid of falling to the ground and grabbed him tightly, hanging on him with his arms around him neck, and the whole person was clamped back home by him in a posture with legs up and head down.

Enter the door and put the person on the ground.

Qin Shang stretched out his hand and patted her little butt: "Go cook, cook." The cook belongs to me alone, good or bad, you have to accompany me through it.

Manman dumped him with big white eyes.

He doesn't like noodles in mixed soup. She doesn't know how to make noodles mixed with sauce, except for egg sauce. Anyway, the taste is always different from that made by mothers. After washing cucumbers and cutting them, put them on a plate. Pour a little soy sauce and serve it, and boil the white noodles.

Manman ate noodles, looked at Qin Shang, this man, he was too good at making things right, she felt embarrassed with such a face and such a dinner, Qin Shang never picked what he ate, no matter what Manman served. Whatever comes up, he can eat it whether he likes it or not, so that he can be full.

Apart from explicitly saying that he doesn't like ice cream and doesn't like sweet things, Manman didn't find anything he doesn't like, and he won't say anything when you serve a bowl of white rice.

Bite cucumber, crunchy.

She went into the kitchen to wash the dishes, and Qin Shang was already standing there.

"So active today?"

"Aren't you in a bad mood?" Qin Shang smiled faintly, and began to wash the dishes.

There is no perfect marriage, no perfect husband, most of the two of them go out if they carry heavy things, sometimes Qin Shang is only responsible for walking alone, but now they can't go out when they have no money, and they don't need to To lift heavy things, when he has money and goes out, he will find someone to lift them.

While Qin Shang was washing the dishes, she hugged his lower back and stuck to it, making her feel warm.

Because of this man, even if she is allowed to live in a small house of ten square meters, all she can feel is happiness and joy.

Night, night's night, black, black day's black.

Qin Shang put his hand on hers and hugged her from behind. Manman had already fallen asleep for an unknown amount of time. The person on her hand moved, and Qin Shang left the bedroom with his clothes on.

Lin Man's computer was placed on the table. She didn't touch it after she came back today, but just took the computer out of the bag. Qin Shang stood by the door, staring at the computer at a close distance. for a long time.

(End of this chapter)