Ou Qing smiled and the corners of his lips rose slightly. "If it's my Qingqing, I won't be tired of watching for a few lives."
"You should be quiet," Shen Qingqing replied to him.
Then he got up and went to the kitchen. The double door refrigerator in the kitchen was empty, with only a few eggs and two packets of noodles. She couldn't help shaking her head and shouted outside the kitchen, "ouqing, there are only noodles and eggs in the refrigerator. Shall I cook noodles for you?"
The footsteps gradually approached, and the voice of Ou Qing sounded behind him. A pair of slender arms had wrapped around Shen Qingqing's waist, "wife, I like to eat whatever you do."
Shen Qingqing pushed him away angrily, "ouqing, stop making trouble. Do you want to give you poison to eat?"
"You can't bear it." Ou Qing quickly kissed her on the cheek, "Qingqing, I'll go out and wait for you."
Shen Qingqing was busy in the kitchen. Before long, she brought out two bowls of egg noodles.
At the dinner table, they sat opposite each other. Although it was the simplest food, they ate with relish. Like ordinary couples, they ate while chatting at ho.
"If only that kid were here in midsumr, he would chatter incessantly. I used to think that children are the continuation of blood, but now I find that children can bring so much happiness."
Shen Qingqing glanced at him with a faint smile, "Sheng Xia is not your child."
"Who says no, midsumr is my daughter." Ou Qing raised his eyebrows proudly.
"Send back. It's getting late. I don't know how to tell my father when I go back at this ti!" Shen Qingqing simply cleaned up.
After all, after sleeping all day, her clothes were wrinkled. She said she didn't do anything, and probably no one believed it.
When Shen Qingqing returned to the castle, midsumr had already fallen asleep. Only count Harris sat in the living room to see her.
There was only a dim light left in the living room. Count Harris sat under the light and looked through a yellowing diary.
Shen Qingqing knew that it was left by her mother. Count Harris turned a few pages before going to bed every day.
This is a kind of missing, but unfortunately, it ca too late.
She suddenly felt a little touched and rembered what ou Qing said. Missing is really the most regrettable thing in the world.
"Back?" said count Harris suddenly, closing his diary.
"Well," Shen Qingqing nodded, "Dad, it's late. Go to bed."
"You know it's late? Co back early next ti." count Harris said without emotion and turned and walked upstairs.
However, at the entrance of the stairs, he stopped, "tomorrow you will spare half a day to see soone. It's uncle Edward's son you saw last ti. He just ca back from abroad. I think you should get along well."
This is undoubtedly a blind date in disguise. Shen Qingqing frowned in embarrassnt and said anxiously, "Dad, I..."
"There's no need to discuss it. Don't be late at the coffee shop around the corner at nine o'clock tomorrow morning," said count Harris, turning upstairs.
The next day, Shen Qingqing reluctantly went to the coffee shop, chose a seat by the window and sat down. She didn't care who was Uncle Edward's little son. She ca to the coffee shop according to her old man's instructions and sat for an hour or two, even if she finished the task.
If ouqing knows about this, it's strange not to get angry. There won't be any trouble at that ti.
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