Luo Qiangwei stepped out of the company and saw him just downstairs.
Mo Shiche leaned against the car door smoking. As soon as he saw her he immediately snuffed out the cigarette and walked toward her with long strides, "Finished with work," he said, and as he did, his arm had already encircled her waist, "Let's go home for dinner, I've bought groceries to make your favorite dishes, alright?"
In the back seat of the car were groceries neatly bagged, the fresh vegetables and meats from the supermarket, along with some of the milk she loved and some snacks.
Luo Qiangwei had no objections to his proposal and smiled, "Alright then."
Mo Shiche lowered his head and kissed her cheek, "Then let's head home."
It appeared he was pleased with her straightforward agreement. He lifted her in his arms and carefully placed her inside the car. As he bent over, he suddenly grasped her jaw, and his handsome face drew closer.
