It's really delicious. Qin Haohan's cooking skills are beyond her imagination.

"He may not be that bad either."

I felt the warm touch of his lips on my forehead, and my cheeks began to flush again.

After eating something simply, Ning Lingxue was a little stunned.

She didn't know if she should return to the northwest immediately now, because her current image would definitely cause speculation from others.

How can I explain this to others when I go back in the school uniform of a boy from Chaoyang No. 1 Middle School?

Originally, she had been dressed online for a while and said that she had a close relationship with Qin Haohan, so wouldn’t it be confirmed if she went back like this?

But if you don’t go back, the northwest will definitely be very dangerous now and you need her very much.

Contradiction struggled around, but in the end her kindness prevailed.

"Why do I need to explain my matter? I don't need to explain it to others. I didn't deliberately explain it before, and I don't have to do it now."

"Northwest needs me now, I can't escape."

Make up your mind, Ning Lingxue? First, he sorted out his long hair and checked his whole body with mental strength to ensure that there was no exposed area.

Then he pulled up the zipper in his big school uniform, like a child who had stolen adult clothes.

Finally, she glanced at the pot left by Qin Haohan.

It’s very practical to cook in a big pot.

"This is something he left behind. Maybe it will be used on the battlefield. I'll find a chance to return it to him."

After putting this pot in the space ring, there is nothing here.
Chapter completed!