C645 What a Dream

Gu Qinzhen was wearing her apron and holding a wooden shovel in his hand. Sweat was dripping from his forehead, and there were three or five strands of hair on his forehead.

He looked very warm and felt like he was home.

A ripple appeared in her heart.

"Are you hungry? You can eat later. I'll come back and carry you there later." Gu Qinzhen was the first to speak