After a delicious lunch, Nangong Xun sprawled on the sofa, clutching his slightly bulging belly, his face filled with happiness.
Ruanruan, likewise, leaned against him with her little belly protruding as Qin Bo and Jiang Jincheng cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks.
Nangong Xun struggled to his feet, "Hey, maybe I should help clean up."
Oh no, I ate too much; my stomach is bloated.
Qin Bo flatly refused with a cold expression, "No, my bowls can't withstand your manhandling."
After that scene in the kitchen, he realized that this guy was simply clueless about life.
Washing dishes? He's more likely to break them.
Nangong Xun sheepishly touched his nose, "Thanks, the food you cooked was really delicious. I really hope I get lost again tomorrow and end up at this school."
This was his most sincere wish.
How nice it would be to get lost here; not only to be with his daughter but also to have someone cook delicious food, wuuu... the treatment was simply too good.
