Gao Xiaoxiao KFC also accompanied the children to eat a little. After he filled half a bowl, he immediately pulled his sleeve to show that it was enough.
While listening to the old lady finish, Han Han "drank it all" regardless of putting a large bowl full in front of Gao Xiaoxiao.
Gao Xiaoxiao "…"
"Yes, it’s good for you to drink more of this soup," said the old lady Han with a smile.
Gao Xiaoxiao nodded well. Although her stomach was full, it was not good for the Korean old lady to look forward to it. She forced herself to drink the big bowl of old hen soup.
The soup is delicious, but the chicken … is a little too much.
After dinner, Gao Xiaoxiao already felt that she was dying. She wanted to go out for a walk and go to the supermarket to buy something.
Old lady Han said with a smile, "Then let Ah Shu go with you. Remember to wear more clothes. It’s cold outside."
"good"
Change your shoes and dress. They just walked out of the gate of Han Zhai and just met Leng Shijun and Xu Meizu from the taxi.
Gao Xiaoxiao smelled an unpleasant smell from a distance and saw Xu Meizu’s filth.
"Ah Shu Xiao Er went out for a walk." Leng Shijun greeted her while thinking about bringing her mother in as soon as possible.
Who knows that Xu Meizu didn’t feel at all. She looked at Gao Xiaoxiao and refused to leave. She also asked with a heart tone, "Xiaoxiao, is your hand better?"
"Much better, thank you," Gao Xiaoxiao replied politely with a smile.
"Well, have you been to the hospital?" Xu meizu asked again
"After reading it, change the medicine for two days, and you should be fine." Gao Xiaoxiao continued to be polite although she felt a little strange at heart.
"That’s good. Be careful not to touch the water. If you can’t, go to the hospital and have a look." Xu Meizu chattered in his mouth. If it weren’t for Leng Shijun’s opening, it would be a while.
After the mother and son finally pandered in, the door looked at her with a smile "so good at chatting"
"…" Gao Xiaoxiao gave him a white look. "People are elders."
Han Shao smiled, holding her hand, and walked in the direction of the community gate.
Street lamps are projected from behind. Gao Xiaoxiao looks at the ground and gradually stretches two figures, one tall, one short, one thin, one fat.
Look up and look up from his arm to see his angular face.
This man is tall and straight, and his body is full of outstanding uninhibited tolerance. He is still so elegant and comfortable wearing a long black cashmere coat on such a cold day as if he is not afraid of the cold at all.
Look at yourself.
Gao Xiaoxiao looked down at his thick and bloated down and couldn’t help but whisper, "Do you think I seem to have gained weight recently?"
Thinking about mending her body, whether it’s Xiangxiyuan or Hanjia, she drinks a big bowl of nutritious tonic soup every day, and it’s not the same every day.
Plus, I don’t exercise much on weekdays, and I don’t feel fat in winter, and this man around me always looks tall and straight …
No contrast, no harm.
Han Han stopped to hold her hand and put her waist temperature in her arms and said, "Are you fat? I feel. "
"…" Gao Xiaoxiao face a red busy stretch hand to push him "stop that now and be seen again"
Although it is late and winter, the street lights in the community are on, and passers-by from fun run pass by from time to time. The two of them are holding the roadside. It is really obvious here.
Gao Xiaoxiao wanted him to let go of his Han Shan. Instead, he hugged his hands more tightly. She touched her waist and said, "What’s wrong with me hugging my wife? Who dares to say me?"
Gao Xiaoxiao can’t blush. She’s wearing a short feather. She feels that his hand is going to get in from the surface and quickly tugs at his hand. "Come on, come home and hold it, ok? Let me go first and don’t let anyone see it."
"Going home is more than a hug." Han Yan sounded ambiguous and squeezed her hips across the jeans with the other hand.
Gao Xiaoxiao blushed. "You … What are you doing!"
At the same time, two flashing lights lit up from behind, and a horn rang in haste.
Gao Xiaoxiao’s thin face simply bowed his head and buried himself in the arms of a cheeky man, and he dared not struggle for fear of showing his face and being recognized again.
When the car finally passed the Houhan bend, she smiled in her ear. "Who was holding me so hard just now?"
"…" Gao Xiaoxiao can’t worry about it, but he has never said it himself.
Didn’t good the spirit pushed him away and strode straight ahead.
"Run what?" Without walking a few steps, Han Shan came after her and held her hand. With a hint of complaint, she said, "Wife, why do I feel that you are getting colder and colder to me recently?"
"…" Gao Xiaoxiao tried to retract his hand, which made him move again. "Don’t talk nonsense about me."