After changing her shoes, Mu Jingxi helped Qiao An walk towards the dining room. "I've heated up your night snack, and I also made you a bowl of spring noodles. I hope you'll like it."
"Wow, you even cooked noodles for me?" Qiao An hugged his arm, playfully swaying, "How did you know I suddenly craved noodles? Tell me, are you the worm in my belly?"
"Not exactly." Mu Jingxi lowered his head, kissed her forehead, "We just have a telepathic connection."
Xia Lin, who followed after changing shoes: "..."
Caught off guard, another dose of romance got shoved into his mouth.
Dear Mu and Miss Qiao, could you consider the feelings of a single person?
There's a single dog here, hungry and waiting to be fed!
Could you not abuse animals?!
Taking a sip of the spring noodle soup, the broth was incredibly savory, Qiao An's pretty eyes lit up with delight, "Delicious."
"Drink more if you like it."
"When did you learn to make spring noodles?"
"In the past few days."
