Chapter 52 Noodles Eight Years Late
Shen Liangchuan's voice seemed particularly magnetic in the dark night.
Qiao Lian's body stiffened and she didn't dare to move. She thought about it and said, "Oh, I'll lose weight."
Even if she told him that the nanny deliberately didn't leave food for her, this guy probably wouldn't care. Besides, she can deal with a little nanny by herself.
only……
"Cuckoo"
Qiao Lian really wanted to cover Shen Liangchuan's ears, her stomach growled like this, it was so embarrassing!
She turned over and lay on her stomach on the bed, pressing down on her stomach. Only then did her stomach calm down.
But, I’m so hungry!
Qiao Lian pressed her hand against her burning stomach.
As a reporter, she often eats irregularly in order to catch news, so she has been suffering from mild stomach problems for more than half a year.
I'm so hungry now that my stomach hurts a little.
But she got up to find something to eat. Would Shen Liangchuan find her annoying?
Qiao Lian was hesitating when she suddenly felt the man next to her move.
She turned around and looked over, and saw that Shen Liangchuan had already stood up. He was standing there in his pajamas, his expression colder than the night: "Go and make something to eat."
Qiao Lian waved her hands hastily, "I, I'm not hungry..."
As soon as she moved, her stomach growled twice again.
Qiao Lian:......
Shen Liangchuan glanced at her lightly, "I'll eat."
Qiao Lian went downstairs in joy. The moment she jumped out of bed, she was almost moved to tears. She could finally eat!
In the kitchen, she opened the refrigerator and turned to ask Shen Liangchuan, who was going downstairs together, "Mr. Shen, what do you want to eat?"
"seafood fried rice."
Qiao Lian was stunned, "...I don't know how."
"Shredded Chicken Noodles."
"……I do not know either."
"Then what do you know?"
Qiao Lian smiled awkwardly: "Shredded pork noodles with vegetables."
Shen Liangchuan stared at her with clear disgust in his eyes, "So, do I have any other choice?"
Qiao Lian:......
Qiao Lian laughed hastily: "Wait a minute, the vegetable and pork noodles I make are the best in our family! I guarantee that you will never forget one bite, my dad..."
The words stopped abruptly, then he smiled at Shen Liangchuan, picked up the meat and vegetables and started cooking.
Shen Liangchuan was sitting in the dining room, and through the kitchen door, she could see her petite body busy in the kitchen.
An imperceptible tenderness suddenly flashed across his eyes.
The childish voice from eight years ago rang in my ears: "I learned how to cook today, vegetables and shredded pork noodles!"
He responded coolly: "Are you sure you can eat it?"
"Hey, what are you talking about? Let me tell you, what I cooked is absolutely delicious! My dad praised it so much that he ate the whole pot!"
"Then uncle probably won't be able to sleep tonight."
"Why?"
He said with a venomous tongue, "I have food poisoning! I'll probably have to suffer from it all night."
"Hey!!" She became angry, "You can't spit out ivory from your dog's mouth! Huh, I'll just call you sour grapes because you can't eat them. The noodles I make are really delicious. If you have a chance, make them for you. You taste it.”
"No, my stomach is very weak and I can't stand your brilliance."
"Why are you so venomous!"
…
Actually, she was right.
He was really jealous back then and wanted to taste the food she cooked.
But there was no chance at that time. After eight years, this steaming bowl of noodles was finally brought to him.
He raised his eyes, and in the heat, her face became a little dazed, and vaguely seemed to have returned to the childlike look it had eight years ago.