She looked at Xiaoxiao, Yin Shaojie, Song Shijun and others not far away.
How happy she is to have these good friends by her side and experience so many happy things together.
Han Qiqing's heart was filled with warmth.
She sent it to Lu Yichen and said, "New Year's Eve is coming soon, and there will be a fireworks show in Sydney. Do you want to see it? I'll video chat with you."
She wanted to share this happiness with him so that he could have it too.
After blurting it out, I thought he would not agree.
She didn't have much hope either.
Unexpectedly, he agreed.
"Okay, I want to see it."
Han Qiqing couldn't help but feel so happy that she almost wanted to hold the phone and kiss her.
At this time, a hand patted her shoulder, and a strange voice sounded in her ears.
"You are very happy. Who are you talking to?"
She turned around and saw that it was Song Shijun.
Han Qiqing rolled her eyes at him, "Why are you scaring me?"
Song Shijun glanced at her, "Did you do something wrong? Otherwise, why would you be scared?"
Han Qiqing was in a good mood and did not quarrel with him.
"Ignore you, I'm going to see my shrimps, my shrimps, shrimps, shrimps..."
The cheerful little boy also hummed a ditty.
Song Shijun stared at her from behind.
Han Qiqing walked away, then took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Lu Yichen.
"I'm going to eat first. When the fireworks are set off, I'll send you a video."
Lu Yichen replied, "Well, okay, you go and eat."
Han Qiqing was extremely happy.
She flipped through the chat history and started to giggle as she looked at it.
One hand wrapped around her neck from behind.
"Who are you talking to? Show me."
It's Song Shijun who's haunting him again. Han Qiqing quickly pressed the phone screen against her body and refused to show it to him.
"What are you doing? You are such a gossip."
Song Shijun tried to grab the phone, and Han Qiqing hurriedly hid, but her hands were short and not as long as his, so the phone was still snatched away.
"Give it back to me!" Han Qiqing hurriedly wanted to snatch it back.
Song Shijun just raised his hand, but she couldn't get it.
Han Qiqing put her hands on her hips angrily, narrowed her eyes, and kicked his calf.
Song Shijun was in pain and bent over, and she took the opportunity to snatch the phone back.
"Hmph!" Han Qiqing snorted at him.
Song Shijun seriously doubted whether she had hooked up with some handsome guy when she was looking for someone today.
Over in the kitchen, Mu Xiaoxiao called, "Qiqing, your shrimp is ready!"
"Here we come!" Han Qiqing hurried over.
Song Shijun also followed.
The chef cooks very quickly. While making the garlic prawns ordered by Han Qiqing, he also makes the fried chicken ordered by Mu Xiaoxiao.
After a while, the table was filled with all kinds of delicacies.
Han Qiqing picked up her chopsticks and was about to pick up the shrimps when she suddenly remembered something and shouted, "Wait, wait! I'll take a photo first and send it to Moments."
She stopped others from using their chopsticks.
Mu Xiaoxiao had been hungry for a long time. Smelling these delicious foods, she just wanted to put them in her stomach quickly.
He urged her, "Hurry up and shoot."
They went out so many times, but they didn’t take many photos and post them on Moments.
Han Qiqing smiled and said, "Soon, very soon."
She also chose the angle to look at it and took several photos before she was satisfied.
Song Shijun sat next to her and looked at her suspiciously.
After Han Qiqing took the photo, she no longer cared about her garlic prawns, so she lowered her head to work on the filter, and then sent the photo to Lu Yichen.
—Let me show you our dinner today. I ordered the garlic prawns. Xiaoxiao said she wouldn’t eat them, so she took the first one, haha.
(I modified a lot of chapters today, almost all of them were rewritten, so I’m very tired, so I can only update two chapters. Normal updates will resume tomorrow. Is everyone reading it normally? I’ll report the number as usual, and wait until everyone is normal. Well, Shuishui will compensate everyone with benefits.)
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