Qianqian was doing miscellaneous chores or tidying up. Or perhaps fussing with the cushions, it was quite peaceful.
Everything was neat and pleasing to the eye.
Jiang Nian finished his tasks too, without making a sound. He leaned against the dining table, quietly watching Qianqian.
"It might rain tomorrow."
"Oh." Qianqian looked up and thought for a moment, "Just take the bus, it shouldn't be far."
"I'll drive," he said.
Upon hearing this, Qianqian's brow furrowed with a hint of worry, "But after all, it's someone else's car."
Jiang Nian thought for a moment and nodded.
"True."
He was not a proud person, often listened to Qianqian, "Then we'll ride bikes."
As soon as she heard about biking, Qianqian blushed slightly. She had been kneeling on the sofa and now sat upright.
"Don't take advantage of me."
"I'll try not to." Jiang Nian was a bit embarrassed, adding, "Even if I can't help it, it's not entirely my fault."
Qianqian: "..."
