Regardless of whether he was still wet, she rushed up crying and laughing, hugging his strong neck tightly: "Woooooooooooooooo...I thought you were blown away by the typhoon..."

He was stunned for a moment, immediately came to his senses, reached out and hugged her closely, the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed: "I'm fine, the rain is too heavy, and the car is driving slowly."

What she responded to him was a series of sobs.

"I'm fine, look at you, my clothes are wet. Change the clothes first, I'll take oyster omelette and fish ball soup to microwave." He reached out to pull her down, but found that she was holding her tightly, so he had to bend over and bend down.

Pick her up horizontally and put it on the bed, "But it may not be delicious."

She sniffed and looked at Lan Yanshu steadily, and let go before she was sure he was fine. "Yeah."[

Lan Yanshu put the food out of the microwave, and he carried his clothes into the bathroom. When he came out, the food in the microwave could be released.

He brought the food to her in a daze, habitually scooped a spoon of cold and handed it over. Suddenly he remembered something and froze in the air, took it back, and handed it to the bowl. "While it's hot, it won't be cooler.

alright."

"Yeah." She took it silently, scooping it up in small bites, and regretting the impulsive behavior of hugging him and laughing just now.
Chapter completed!