Tossing the bag aside, Qu Tan'er collapsed onto the bed, "So tired! I didn't really do much, so why do I feel tired?"
"Emotionally tired?"
"Yeah, a bit. Chengcheng, you didn't follow Duan Lao today, did you? Is he really okay?"
"He said he wasn't going out today. Told us to rest well, have a bit more fun." Mo Liancheng smiled, and indeed, the two of them dropped their laundry, grabbed their cellphones, car keys, and wallets, and headed out. They first drove around the city; typically, today being a weekend, traffic police wouldn't be stopping cars.
Mo Liancheng was also careful not to drive too fast.
After a while, he parked the car by the side of the road near a park.
"Tan'er, do you want some noodles?" The last time, he remembered that they had a bowl of noodles here, which was quite good.
