Huo Mian trotted all the way to Qin Chu's car, then waited for him to get out of the car and immediately pounced on him.
Throwing herself into Qin Chu’s arms…
"Your car is in tandem with mine. Why didn't I see you? Are you invisible?" Huo Mian asked with a smile.
Only in front of Qin Chu can one see such a childish side of Huo Mian.
Qin Chu pinched her face lovingly, "I came down from another elevated highway. I went to City D in the afternoon and came back from there."
"No wonder..."
When Huo Mian got off work, she came back wearing a hospital white coat because she was too tired to change clothes.
She smelled of formalin, and when she pounced, Qin Chu's shirt was stained with the smell.
"Honey...you are so dedicated, you came back with the smell of formalin."
"What? You don't like it?" Huo Mian half threatened.
"No, I love it."
"That's pretty much it."
The two couples chatted and laughed, holding hands and walking into the castle together.
Uncle Li has already arranged dinner, which is Thai style and actually has pineapple rice that is both delicious and delicious.
After Huo Mian saw it, her appetite whetted...
"Eat slowly..." Qin Chu looked at her not eating well and couldn't laugh or cry.
Then he handed her the water thoughtfully.
Huo Mian took a sip of water and then remembered what Zhu Lingling told her.
"Husband, I have something to ask you."
"Tell me about it." Qin Chu said while eating dinner elegantly.
"Ahem... there is a Lawrence Pearl Night, you know?"
"Yes." Qin Chu nodded.
"Lingling said it was a three-day and three-night gambling god's night, and she insisted on joining in the fun, but it was said that there were very few invitations, so she asked me to get one for her. Do you have any idea?"
"No." Qin Chu refused directly.
Huo Mian:…
"How is this possible? You are the great Lord Qin, husband... you must have an invitation letter, right?" Huo Mian didn't want to make Lingling happy in vain, and with Qin Chu's status and ability, he couldn't get an invitation letter. , that’s fake, only a ghost can believe it.
Qin Chu slowly put down the fork in his hand and touched the edge of the steak...
"Honey, I really don't have an invitation letter."
"How could it be?" Huo Mian was a little disappointed because she didn't think Qin Chu's expression was fake.
"but… ?"
When Huo Mian heard the word "but", a glimmer of hope suddenly rekindled...
"But I don't need an invitation, and I can bring as many people as I want on board."
"Damn... If you didn't tell me earlier, you would have given me a false alarm." Huo Mian was so frightened that she finally realized that she wanted an invitation letter, because Mr. Qin didn't need an invitation letter at all, okay
Brushing your face... Brushing your face is the proof of your strength...
"Have I not finished speaking yet?" Qin Chu looked at Huo Mian with a smile, only thinking that his Xiaomian was silly and cute sometimes.
"So Lingling's matter is fine." Huo Mian asked worriedly.
"Well, no problem, Gao Ran will go too."
"Haha, that's just right. They are getting together again. I even suspect that they have negotiated." Huo Mianyang was happy.
"Honey, you can come with me tomorrow night."
"Me? Just don't want it, right? I never like to join in the fun." Huo Mian shook her head, not wanting to participate in such fun.
"But I want you to go."
"Why?" Huo Mian was a little surprised. Qin Chu rarely invited her to these boring luxury dinners.