637 Chapter 637: I'm Afraid You're Hungry

Li Shunan raised his eyebrows, thinking he heard it wrong: "What?"

Jiang Lingzhi came back to her senses and almost choked to death on her own saliva.

What is she talking about? !

what?

kiss? !

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……

"No, no, I mean borrow, borrow this, lend me..."

What is she talking about? !

Jiang Lingzhi wanted to die on the spot, so he covered his face with his hand and gave up the treatment.

"I didn't say anything, I was, I went to sleep..."

After saying this, she lowered her head, quickly returned to her room, and closed the door.

It was so deadly.

Was she dazzled by beauty?

I can say something like asking you to kiss me.

Jiang Lingzhi threw herself on the bed, wrapping her whole body in the quilt, trying to calm herself down.

It's okay, as long as I don't feel embarrassed, embarrassment can't catch up with me.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah.

But it was still embarrassing.

Jiang Lingzhi was wrapped in a quilt, and felt annoyed on the bed for a while, but after an unknown amount of time, she heard a knock on the door.

She fell silent instantly.

The man's magnetic and deep voice faintly came in through a door: "You know, I cooked noodles, do you want some?"

To get out or not to get out, that is the question.

Jiang Lingzhi pulled down the quilt slightly, and remained silent for a while, comforting herself in her heart.

no big deal.

What's wrong with telling your boyfriend that you want to kiss? !

Hiding in the room like this, it seemed that she had made some immoral request.

Jiang Lingzhi pretended to be calm and said, "Understood, I'll come right away."

After these words fell, the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away.

Jiang Lingzhi heaved a sigh of relief, lifted the quilt and sat up, dawdled in the room for a while before opening the door to go out.

Li Shunan was wearing a white short-sleeved pair and black sports trousers. He looked tired and careless, and was leaning on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

There is a noodle bowl and a pair of chopsticks on the coffee table.

The TV was turned on again, and it was still playing the variety show just now.

Jiang Lingzhi walked over slowly, sat down on the sofa, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief seeing that he didn't mention what happened just now.

Her eyes fell on the tea table, where there was only a bowl of noodles.

He gave her his bowl, or cooked it for her specially.

Jiang Lingzhi turned her face and glanced at him: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Li Shunan raised his eyes and said lazily, "I'm not hungry."

Jiang Lingzhi was slightly taken aback: "Then why are you cooking?"

Li Shunan pulled the corner of his lower lip, and said slowly, "I'm afraid you're hungry."

Jiang Lingzhi: "..."

Although she is not very hungry.

But after all, the boyfriend cooked it.

Jiang Lingzhi curled up on the carpet between the sofa and the coffee table, and suggested: "How about we eat together."

Li Shunan propped one arm on the back of the sofa, looking lazy and cynical.

He locked the screen of his phone, and stared at her with playful eyes.

Jiang Lingzhi felt ill from being stared at by him, so she muttered in a low voice, "It's fine if you're not hungry, I'll eat by myself."

She picked up the chopsticks, dawdlingly started to eat noodles, not instant noodles, and added eggs and vegetables, which tasted very good.

She thought that when he cooked noodles, he was cooking instant noodles.

Does your boyfriend know how to cook?

Not even her!

In such a comparison, it doesn't look like her.

Isn't it virtuous enough?

Jiang Lingzhi couldn't help but look back at him again.