In a few hours, the high-speed train arrived at its destination.

Xu Chaohan was lightly dressed, just carrying a small toilet bag. His height of 182 cm was quite conspicuous among the crowd, breathing the humid air leisurely. Xu Chaohan was in a good mood.

"Hey, don't move! Hand over the money!"

Suddenly, something was holding back her back, and Xu Chaohan was slightly stunned.

Then he turned around with a smile.

Looking at the Han Pi wearing a pure white velvet cotton hat in front of me, I felt a surprise.

"Why are you here?"

Zhou Weiqing was wearing sapphire blue washing jeans, her slender legs attracted the attention, she was wearing a pair of snow boots, and two pom poms on her boots, which looked very cute.

Seeing Xu Chaohan's surprise expression, Zhou Weiqing blinked her pure eyes, held the cotton hat with both hands covering her ears, turned her head slightly, and looked at Xu Chaohan with a cute expression.

"I'll pick you up."

Zhou Weiqing wore cotton gloves on both hands and the off-white wool coat on her body. She was wrapped tightly, like a cute hamster.

"Go, get in my car, I'll take you."

Zhou Weiqing squinted her eyes and smiled, and her cute expression made the pedestrians around her turn their heads frequently.

There is no way, even though Binhai, a metropolis of different races gathered from all over the world, a group of fashionable, cute and cute girls like Zhou Weiqing, is really rare.

"I bought a car--"

Xu Chaohan said with a smile.

Then he followed Zhou Weiqing and walked towards the parking lot.

A domineering Wrangler, cool black body, extremely tough lines, seven-hole air intake grille and round headlights, and wide bumper trapezoidal wheel arches. Everything is full of tough temperament.

Xu Chaohan looked at Zhou Weiqing speechlessly and looked at him smiling at him while standing on the pedal, feeling a little strange.

In front of such a muscle car, Zhou Weiqing, who was already cute, suddenly seemed much smaller again.

“Your taste is really unique—”

Xu Chaohan didn't know how to evaluate Zhou Weiqing's preferences. Anyway, he didn't like this kind of car with too strong style. He prefers the kind of car with streamlined lines.

The sports car models are very consistent with his aesthetic taste, but unfortunately, most sports cars focus on performance and ignore comfort, and there is a strange trend in society now.

Sports cars are used to pick up girls rather than to transport them. In order to reduce the number of kilometers, they usually go directly to the trailer when they go out, which is extremely speechless.

"I like Wrangler very early—"

Zhou Weiqing gently wrinkled her wrinkled nose, then started the car, and trembled with the body, and then slowly drove out of the parking lot.

I haven't seen each other for a week, and I can see that Zhou Weiqing is very happy. She leans down slightly and drives the car intently. Her cautious look makes Xu Chaohan laugh.

"How are you doing these days?"

Xu Chaohan was bored, played a soothing music and then chatted about homework.

"fine."

The Wrangler, who has a strong performance and a terrifying temperament, maintained a speed of 60 kilometers per hour in the four lanes. Zhou Weiqing had a cartoon seat cushion under his butt, and he leaned forward, his eyes wide open and his expression focused.

"What you said is buying this car by shopping?"

Xu Chaohan photographed the seats. Not to mention, this type of car with a large space is comfortable to sit and has a wide view.

"Don't talk-------"

Zhou Weiqing was a little anxious. He was distracted while chatting and driving. Gu couldn't do it yet. The car drew a small arc and Xu Chaohan wisely closed his mouth.

Back to the apartment without any danger.

Zhou Weiqing then breathed a sigh of relief, and her whole body seemed to be exhausted, which made Xu Chaohan a little funny.

"As for it? I'd opened it if I had known."

"I have no experience yet-"

Zhou Weiqing wrinkled her cute nose before opening the apartment door.

Removed the tightly wrapped coat and boots, Zhou Weiqing changed into home decoration, with her fair and delicate little feet wearing a pair of cute cartoon cotton socks, wearing big velvet slippers, and then began to clean the apartment.

A week passed, and although there was no change in the house, I finally had to clean it up.

From this point of view, this little fool has a bit of a good wife and mother.

Xu Chaohan looked at Zhou Weiqing with his arms held and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Please raise your foot."

Xu Chaohan hid aside.

"Why don't you go out first?"

Zhou Weiqing dragged it to the corner, glanced at Xu Chaohan with beautiful eyes, and her cute and delicate face was expressionless.

"Hmm? Oh! I was wondering if I had to clean up the kitchen and do I need to brush pots and pans?"

Xu Chaohan said that he was still very sensible.

"It's been a week, and the humidity in Binhai is high. I don't know how many bacteria are growing in the kitchen. I think your proposal is very good-"

Zhou Weiqing saw Xu Chaohan coming forward and nodded, expressing that he was very pleased.

"Leave it to me-"

After patting his chest, Xu Chaohan looked like a piece of cake.

One of them is in the living room and the other is in the kitchen.

Talk to each other about the interesting things that happened this week.

My career is booming and getting rid of the economic crisis. My heart is no longer filled with anxiety and darkness, but instead I feel that the winter sunshine is infinitely bright.

"Don't mention it, I have been regarded as a giant panda for the past few weeks. My parents take me with me wherever I go. I show off whenever I disagree. I feel embarrassed-"

"There is another girl, perhaps because she is pretty, she has always had the illusion of pursuing her with a silly face. She doesn't have a good look every time she meets-"

Xu Chaohan complained.

Although he didn't care about it, it was not so wonderful to be regarded as a fly.

“Very pretty?”

Zhou Weiqing held a broom and curiously looked at Xu Chaohan from the living room.

“Are I beautiful?”

Looking at Zhou Weiqing's delicate little face, Xu Chaohan thought about it carefully, then shook his head.

"It's worse than you."

But to be precise, even Chen Yu can't catch up with Zhou Weiqing's rear taillights when he shoots horses.

"That's pretty."

Zhou Weiqing agreed with Xu Chaohan's eyes very much, but the smile on her eyes showed that she was just a joke.

The two are very close now, but this intimacy seems to be unrelated to the relationship between men and women. Just like a good friend, they are just about to take a shirtless bath.

It's very strange.

"By the way, I just saw the new work you released."

Zhou Weiqing took out his cell phone, then clicked on the video uploaded by Xu Chaohan not long ago, and expressed his satisfaction.

"In the future, you can create more inspirational songs like this, which will attract fans and will be very beneficial to your future positioning-"

Although love songs in the music industry are the main theme, it is easy to break the curse of not being popular among singers.

Why do some creators create a bunch of classics but few people know about it?

There is no such thing as the style type is too single and there is no unique style.

Zhou Weiqing tried to shape Xu Chaohan's personal style bit by bit.

Click to play.

A pleasant guitar prelude came from the phone.

Then, Xu Chaohan's extremely recognizable voice sounded.

‘Pat pat on the dust

Pulling up the tired spirit

There may be bumpy roads in the distance

Maybe you have to walk alone

Already used to being alone

Few people care about Few people ask

Even if no one pays for my youth

At least I still have a true one’

The lyrics are simple and crafty but straightforward. Simple chanting does not have many difficult skills, but it is catchy, making people feel as if they see the broad mind of a tired but strong person.

Open-minded.
Chapter completed!