The two baskets you brought into the greenhouse were full. As you and Qin Che carried them out, your mother-in-law warmly greeted you, saying, "Little sister, there are also pink and white strawberries in the greenhouses over there. You can try some and see if you like them."

"Okay, thank you, Mother-in-law."

The mother-in-law handed you two more baskets: "I'll take these picked ones to the door for you first."

"it is good."

Upon entering the greenhouse filled with pink strawberries, you are immediately struck by the overwhelming sweet aroma.

It has a very unique scent, quite unlike the traditional strawberry flavor.

Qin Che picked a tempting pink strawberry, washed it, and then offered it to your lips.

After taking a bite, your eyes widened: "Wow, it's amazing, it actually tastes like peach!"

Qin Che put the remaining half of the strawberry into his mouth. "It tastes good. Want to pick some?"

"Ah."

So you picked another basket of pink strawberries, a basket of white strawberries, and two baskets of other varieties of red strawberries.

My mother-in-law, beaming with joy, packed up the strawberries for you.

After paying, Qin Che picked up the already boxed and packaged strawberries.

Before leaving, the old woman asked with concern, "Little sister, you didn't come by car, did you?"

"Yes, we came here."

The mother-in-law frowned: "Is it far? Carrying so much back will be quite heavy."

You glanced at Qin Che and chuckled, "It's alright, Mother-in-law, he can lift it."

At this moment, the old man standing to the side joked, "You're just worrying unnecessarily. Look at that young man, he's so big, how could he not be able to lift those strawberries?"

The old woman glared at the old man and said irritably, "Do you need to tell me? Has shed number 10 been inspected today? Hurry up and go."

"Yes, yes, yes... I'll go right away..." The old man didn't say anything more and left with the equipment.

On your way back with Qin Che, you didn't forget to chat with him: "Qin Che, do you think we'll end up like them when we get old?"

"What do you mean?" Qin Che asked, holding strawberries in both hands.

You hooked your arm around his and smiled, saying, "Even when we're old, we can still joke around and play together. Even when our hair turns white, we'll still be the same as before."

"There's one thing I envy about them."

Qin Che looked at you seriously.

You couldn't help but wonder: "What is it that even our leader of the secret agents envies?"

“They work together and see each other every day.”

"Are you picking on me? Haven't we seen each other enough already?" You poked his waist. "This rare separation is called maintaining mystery. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, you know?"

"unnecessary."

"Then move into my apartment and live with me. Stop going out socializing, do my laundry and cook for me every day, and wait for me to come home. Can you do that?" you said, deliberately trying to make things difficult for him.

“Sure... From now on, all the work will be handled by Xue Ming and Xue Ying... I'll just…” Qin Che’s reply was so smooth, as if he was afraid you might change your mind at any moment.

As he expected, you immediately changed your mind.

"Stop, stop, stop!!! I was just joking! You're serious!!!" You quickly tried to retract your earlier boast, "The boss of the secret service is a stay-at-home dad... Ugh... What a terrible crime that is!"

"Your suggestion is really good, won't you consider it?" Qin Che got even more excited when he saw your strong reaction.

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