C652 They Were All Happy

Qin Zimo had already loaded seven or eight bags onto the vehicle, but he lingered outside, gazing into the distance instead of getting in.

“Who are you waiting for? Let's get moving, or we'll miss dinner!” Tang Wan'er raised an eyebrow, suspecting he was just stalling.

“Just a little longer, it'll be fine,” Qin Zimo waved them off, standing on tiptoe to peer around