"I really want to eat fish today, so I made sour soup and fish noodles with mother. Go wash your hands quickly and try a bowl later? Hmm?" Ji Zhao held her cumbersome waist and carefully walked in front of him with a faint smile.
"Zhaozhao." Shen Yao's heart skipped a beat. He gently pulled her into his arms and buried his head in her neck. He took a deep breath. The faint fragrance of hibiscus made him feel refreshed. "Let me hug you."
"Okay." Ji Zhao nodded obediently and gently closed her eyes.
At this moment, it was as if the world had fallen silent.
The couple hugged each other and felt each other's heartbeats. Their lips curled into the same smile.
A moment later, Shen Yao used two big bowls of sour soup fish noodles.
Ji Zhao, who was sitting opposite him, looked at his obviously thin jaw and her eyes were filled with heartache.
"You've lost weight." Ji Zhao's heart ached. "Have you been very tired recently?"
