Please Call Me "Mrs. Qin" (6)

"So you plan on latching onto this topic forever, huh?"

"At least until the birth of our first child…"

Huo Mian, "…"

"Fine, you win." Qin Chu's scoundrel-like but cute remarks left her at a loss for words.

After dinner, it was still Qin Chu that washed the dishes. Huo Mian seriously felt like she wasn't good at house chores anymore, at least not in front of Qin Chu.

He moped the floor faster than she did, and he washed the dishes cleaner than she did.

Even the food he made was tastier. Western food, at least.

Therefore, Mr. Qin was an all-purpose, high-quality husband. He could make money AND cook her delicious meals.

After Qin Chu finished cleaning up, he sat by Huo Mian and proceeded to watch boring cartoons with her.

The two of them chit-chatted while eating chips…

"Do you think your mom will hate me forever?"

"What makes you think that?" Qin Chu looked down and asked her gently.