Even though she had something on her mind, Wen Qiao behaved naturally the whole evening, not showing any sign of abnormality.
After the event, Jinghen drove Wen Qiao home.
After parking the car in the garage in the yard, Jinghen opened the car door, got out, walked around to the other side, and opened the door for the passenger seat. He looked down at the girl curled up in the car seat and asked, "Are you going to walk by yourself or should I carry you?"
Wen Qiao shifted a bit, turned her body to face Jinghen, and raised her arms: "Carry me."
Jinghen bent down to lift her out of the car like a child and closed the car door.
While walking to the house, Jinghen asked her, "Are you tired?"
"A little..." Wen Qiao nuzzled his neck.
"Do you want me to run a bath for you in a bit?"
"Okay." Wen Qiao nodded, her chin resting on Jinghen's shoulder, then she tilted her head and gave him a peck on the neck: "Will you join me?"
