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Chapter 527 I'm Not a Child

The two went out of the airport to find a Mercedes-Benz Vito parked nearby, and went straight home.

This Mercedes-Benz Vito was driven by Yang Mi to the company when she returned to the capital, and it was sent here by Yang Xiaoxiao this afternoon to prevent Han Changsheng and Tong Liya from being unable to get a taxi.

Han Changsheng looked at Tong Liya who was driving seriously, and suddenly said, "Yaya, do you think I should learn to drive?"

Tong Liya raised her eyebrows, "Why do you say that?"

Han Changsheng said: "You have been on the plane for several hours, and you have to drive when you come back this late at night. If I can drive, you can rest."

Tong Liya blinked, "Master, you don't need to learn how to drive, because I'm not tired at all with you by my side."

Han Changsheng shook his head, "No, I'll learn it someday. If I drive a long distance in the future, I will drive alone and you can rest together."

Tong Liya opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak... what was in her heart.

In the past, the seven sisters really wanted the old man to learn how to drive.

After all, as the master said, if he drives, the seven of them can rest in peace.

But then at a certain moment, they suddenly wanted to understand something.

If the master can't drive, then he must be accompanied by one of the seven sisters when he goes out.

But if the master can drive, then he can wander around the capital.

This accidentally attracts bees and butterflies, and if you get Han Laoba and Han Laojiu for the family, they will really want to cry without tears.

Since then, they never brought up the topic of learning to drive again.

But I never expected that the master would suddenly want to learn to drive today. The reason is that she was too tired to drive in the middle of the night.

She didn't know whether she should be moved now, or should be dumbfounded.

All the way home safely, Han Changsheng carried two suitcases into the house, and stopped Tong Liya who stretched out his hand, "It's the same with packing this luggage tomorrow, you go take a shower and relax first."

Tong Liya yawned and said, "Let's wash together."

Han Changsheng pressed the acupuncture points on Yaya's head, "I'm not in a hurry, I'll make you dinner first, what do you want to eat?"

"The simplest noodles, and two poached eggs."

"Okay, you can eat after you take a shower."

Han Changsheng stretched his waist before turning around, and suddenly found that Yaya's gaze had been fixed on the suitcase, and he knew that she still wanted to pack her luggage before taking a shower.

This girl, what are you always doing so diligently.

Han Changsheng pushed Yaya into the bathroom and patted her on the head, "Hurry up and give me a good bath, you stink, how can you eat late at night?"

"Don't close the door, I haven't got a change of clothes yet."

"Call me after you wash it, and I'll get it for you."

When the words fell, Han Changsheng opened the door.

One lock, regardless of Yaya's muttering, went straight to the kitchen.

After 1 minute, a large pot of steaming hot noodles is freshly baked.

Han Changsheng had just brought two bowls of noodles to the table when Yaya's voice came from the bathroom, "Master, I'm done washing, help me get my clothes!"

"Wait a moment.……"

Han Changsheng pinched his ears to relieve the burning heat in his hands, and went to the cloakroom to grab two pieces of clothes for Yaya to change and wash.

Opened the door of the bathroom and handed it in, "Yaya, take it."

Yaya hid behind the door, her skin was like creamy arms, she disappeared in a flash, and took the clothes away.

"We're old couples, what's there to be ashamed of?"

Han Changsheng complained a bit, and said: You have to blow dry your hair, don't catch a cold."

Tong Liya Mao said coquettishly behind the door: "It doesn't matter if you have a cold, what kind of clothes are you bringing me?"

Han Changsheng said naturally: "The clothes you are wearing, can't you wear them?"

"...but...you can wear it."

Tong Liya muttered something, and then walked out from behind the door, Han Changsheng's eyes lit up suddenly.

Yaya is wearing this large snow-white shirt, which wraps her slender figure tightly, and the bottom directly covers her knees, and when she looks down, she can just see her delicate toes.

Coupled with her bare face just soaked in water, and her movement of wiping her hair with a towel, there is such a pure and graceful beauty from inside to outside.

Tong Liya noticed Han Changsheng's straight eyes, her heart was sweet, but her face was helpless, "Master, this white shirt belongs to you, right?"

"Is it"

Han Changsheng didn't know if it was his shirt, after all, it was something he just picked up in the cloakroom.

Tong Liya tugged on the hem of the shirt, and said coquettishly: "Of course, our white shirts are not so big, only yours are big enough for me to use as a skirt."

Han Changsheng took a few glances, and grabbed Yaya's hand, "Yes, you look good in this dress, hurry up and eat, or the noodles will freeze."

Tong Liya let Han Changsheng pull her into the restaurant, and had no idea of ​​changing clothes.

Since the master likes her to wear it like this, then there is no need to fill in the trouble.