After being messed around by Tang Duanxing, Qin Hao and Tang Rou tidied up for a while, and by the time they finally had the room reorganized, the night was already very deep.
Tang Rou cooked a steaming bowl of meat porridge for Qin Hao. Although the porridge was made with a pressure cooker, it was very delicious. Qin Hao slurped it down while it was still hot. Tang Rou rested her chin on her hand and gently watched Qin Hao from the side. After he finished eating, she walked over, collected the bowl, and asked:
"Are you full?"
"Yes, I'm full." Qin Hao nodded.
"Was it tasty?"
Qin Hao looked at Tang Rou, nodded once more, and then smiled, "It was especially delicious."
Tang Rou burst into laughter. She looked at Qin Hao and then said, "Really?"
As she spoke, a slight blush appeared on her face. Qin Hao smiled and nodded. She happily took out some medicine and bandages from a small cabinet nearby and said, "Let me change your bandages now."
