"These are just so ho-cooked dishes. I heard from Xiao Xi that you love stead bass, so I made one especially for you. Please enjoy."
"This big table full of dishes, you really worked hard." Old Sir Lu said with a smile.
"It’s no problem at all."
Song ngng pointed her chubby little fingers at the lobster on the dining table: "Brother, I want to eat that."
"Okay, I’ll peel it for you." Song Yan affectionately rubbed the little one’s head and started to peel a lobster.
Everyone was eating and chatting happily, the atmosphere was exceptionally good and lively.
After dinner, Song Mingyuan accompanied Old Master Lu to the living room to play chess. Han Xi felt a bit tired and told Shen Qiong that she was going to rest in her room. Lu Jinghan also followed her back to the room.
Closing the bedroom door, Han Xi walked directly to the bed and lay down, her eyelids constantly battling.
Lu Jinghan pulled the covers over her and gently rubbed her small feet with his warm palm: "Does this feel better?"
"Mm, you should lie down too."
"You go to sleep first."
Perhaps because Lu Jinghan’s massage was so comfortable, Han Xi fell asleep within minutes.
Listening to her breathing becoming slow and gentle, Lu Jinghan quietly tucked the blanket around her before sneaking out of the bedroom.
When Han Xi woke up, it was already getting dark outside. She propped herself up on the bed with her hands, glanced at her phone, and went to the bathroom.
After washing her face, Han Xi casually tied her sowhat ssy long hair into a bun and went downstairs.
In the dining room, Shen Qiong and Sister Zhang were making dumplings, and Han Xi smiled as she approached: "Let help out."
"No need, you go to the living room and chat with your dad, we’re almost done here."
Shen Qiong thought Han Xi was already tired from being pregnant and didn’t want her to do any more work.
Han Xi smiled as she rolled up her sleeves, pushing them to her wrists: "I’ve been asleep for a long ti, let help with the dumplings."
"Alright, but make sure you don’t tire yourself out." Shen Qiong handed Han Xi a pair of chopsticks, giving her a cautious reminder.
Lu Jinghan returned holding Song ngng from outside. The little one had insisted on having chips, but there were none at ho, so he had to take her to the supermarket.
At the entrance, Lu Jinghan bent down to help Song ngng take off her down jacket, then let her go to the living room to play.
He got up and hung the jacket on the rack, his gaze falling on the kitchen. Han Xi’s slender silhouette looked especially graceful in the warm orange light.
Lu Jinghan’s lips held a deep smile, his eyes filled with a deep affection that could drown soone.
He walked over to the kitchen with one hand in his pocket, stopping beside the girl: "Why aren’t you resting in the living room?"
"I’m not tired. I saw Aunt Shen and the others making dumplings, so I ca to help."
Han Xi placed the dumplings she had wrapped on the table, her clear eyes softly eting Lu Jinghan’s deep gaze, her smile sweet like nectar.
Lu Jinghan raised his hand to brush off the flour on the girl’s nose, his voice was the kind of tenderness he wouldn’t show to others: "You’ve got flour on your nose."
"Mm, you go to the living room to accompany grandpa." Han Xi said, a little embarrassed.
Shen Qiong and Sister Zhang watched the young couple’s loving interaction and couldn’t be happier.
Lu Jinghan nodded obediently: "If you’re tired, just take a break."
"I know."
Watching Lu Jinghan head to the living room, Sister Zhang spoke with envy: "Madam, sir really loves you. I wish my son and daughter-in-law were as loving as you and sir."
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