sitting down at the dining table, song qincheng looked at the dinner in front of her. it was western-style, with two plates of spaghetti, a small piece of steak, and poached eggs.
the poached egg was fried very well. the thin egg white wrapped the yolk, which looked cute. it also showed that someone was very patient when frying the egg. if it was a little rough, the yolk would definitely flow out.
song qincheng was very surprised that yu tingchuan knew how to cook.
after the shock, he felt joy.
after dinner, they didn't go far and took a walk nearby.
after closing the black iron fence, song qincheng took the initiative to hold yu tingchuan's arm. the sky was already dark outside, and the green scenery around them made it very interesting to take a walk. after a few steps, yu tingchuan pulled her hand down and held it in his large hand, and their fingers were intertwined.
on the way, they met many China people, who smiled and nodded at each other.
