Last time I coaxed her to go swimming, but she refused to go into the water.
Qiao Han smiled, “Not sure.”
“Then let me make sure for you. Let’s go swimming first, then go to a movie, and after watching the movie, we will have supper.”
After Qiao Han was silent, he said, “You can arrange it. I haven’t dated before.”
Her words made Zhan Haoyu grin.
She doesn’t know how to say like, love you or anything like that.
Being willing to date him was a way for her to express her feelings.
“Okay, I’ll arrange it, and I promise you will be happy tonight.”
As long as Qiao Han is willing to date him.
Qiao Han glanced at him, smiled, and said, “I’m very happy when I’m with you, you have the potential to be a pistachio.”
Zhan Haoyu laughed even more.
His marriage partner is Qiao Han, and Qiao Han has a calm personality, so he dare not expect that Qiao Han will say a word of love to him.
Qiao Han’s words are not sweet words, but to Zhan Haoyu’s ears, they are love words.
Sweet into his heart.
During the meal, Zhan Haoyu was so considerate to Qiao Han that he almost fed Qiao Han.
Qiao Han looked at the bowls he had piled up into a mountain with a smile on his face, and said to him: “I have grown hands, and I can pick up vegetables by myself. I don’t need you to help me. Look, my bowls are full of the vegetables you picked up. I can’t eat even if I want to eat.”
After she finished speaking, Zhan Haoyu immediately went to serve her another bowl of rice.
He also served her a bowl of soup.
Qiao Han: “…”
She picked up the serving chopsticks and filled a bowl full of dishes for Zhan Haoyu.
Zhan Haoyu was cheerful, watching her while eating his bowl full of vegetables.
“Eat as soon as you eat, why do you always look at me?”
“I like to look at you, you are the dish in my bowl, my favorite dish.”
Qiao Han: “…Besides my favorite dish, you have many favorite dishes, don’t you?”
“No, absolutely not. I just like your dish. I don’t like other dishes. All the men in our family like to eat alone.”