Han qiqing's unyielding personality came back.
"Who said I can't? I can wash it!"
Song Shijun went along with her and said, " Okay, okay, okay. You can take a shower. Our qiqing is super good. She knows everything, even taking a shower. But don't you want to sleep now? " Then go to sleep first and wash up when you wake up."
Han qiqing felt very comfortable hearing him praise her, so she nodded.
After a while, she leaned against the window and looked out.
&Quot; so many cars ... Ah, I see a little. I want to drink a little! &Quot;
Han qiqing suddenly got excited and reached out to open the car door.
Fortunately, the driver remembered to lock the door, or it would have been dangerous.
The door couldn't be opened, and the car didn't stop.
Han qiqing hit the car window pitifully and said, " Boohoo, why can't you let me drink a little? I'm going to drink a little ..."
&Quot; here you go. I'll buy you more when we get home, okay? "