Huo Jiling drank the soup and watched Li Muyao busy herself. He felt full and warm.
He had never thought that this scene would happen to him. He sat there eating the noodles made by the girl he liked and drinking the hot chicken soup. The girl he loved would occasionally walk in front of him and talk to him from time to time. It was warm and heart-wrenching.
It was a little like his dream home.
There was him and her.
Ten minutes later, Li Muyao pushed her luggage and Huo Jiling's luggage into the living room. She saw Huo Jiling staring at her in a daze. She walked over and waved her hand in front of Huo Jiling's eyes."Ling, what are you thinking about? I'm talking to you, but you don't answer. Do you want to open your suitcase and check it again?
I put the Chinese medicine that Grandpa She and the others brought for your elder brother and sister-in-law into another suitcase. I've also brought your Chinese medicine. We'll brew it ourselves in Jin City."
