Almost imperceptibly, Luo Yuqi's ears turned red, but Yiqiao didn't see it.
He awkwardly nodded, and before he could speak, Yiqiao cheerfully listed, "Tomato and egg noodles, instant noodles, hand-rolled noodles? Uncle, which one do you want to eat? I suggest you try the tomato and egg noodles. Uncle's tomato and egg noodles are excellent."
Luo Yuqi looked at him for a moment, frowned slightly, and said uncertainly, "He didn't serve you this every time I wasn't home, did he?"
Yiqiao was suddenly taken aback, not expecting Luo Yuqi to have such keen observation. Before Luo Yuming could respond, he answered, "Actually, Uncle and I have established a deep friendship over tomato and egg noodles."
Luo Yuming: "..." My goodness, are you defending me or trying to get me into trouble? He had a feeling that for the next month, he'd surely be spending a lot of time in the kitchen.
