“uncle!”
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m hungry, can you get some food?”
Yang Shuan didn’t have lunch when she arrived, and after waiting at the door for a long time, her stomach couldn’t help but growl.
“Okay, for the sake of the Chinese New Year, I’ll show you my cooking skills.”
Jiang Qin left the little rich woman in his bedroom and let her play by herself. Then he rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen. After tinkering for a long time, he finally brought out four bowls of hot instant noodles.
“That’s it?”
Yang Shuan’s mouth was crooked.
“Why did it take so long to make instant noodles?”
Guo Zihang also looked puzzled.
“It’s good to eat some, but I’m still picky. My son who has been home for half a month is worse than a dog. Don’t tell me you don’t understand. It’s just instant noodles. That’s what I saved with all my hard work.”
“No, uncle, where did your cooking skills go?” Yang Shu’an looked puzzled.
“You need hot water for instant noodles. My skill is to boil water quickly and well.”
Jiang Qin grinned and turned to the bedroom to ask Feng Nanshu to come out to eat instant noodles.
The little rich woman had been running around outside with him all day, and she hadn’t eaten anything. She was probably already hungry.
He pushed open the door and found Feng Nanshu lying on his bed, flipping through the book “Detective Academy Q” on his bedside in his hand. His eyes were smart and cute, and his slender and curled eyelashes were constantly trembling.
“It’s time to eat.”
“oh.”
Feng Nanshu got up obediently and walked out of his bedroom, while Jiang Qin stared at the place where the little rich woman lay, feeling a little dazed.
You bring a female classmate home, and she lies on your bed and plays with herself. How can I describe this feeling? It’s okay if you don’t think about it carefully. When you think about it, you always have a numb feeling.
“Hey, I remember that this new instant noodles should come with braised eggs, why don’t I have one?”
After eating instant noodles for a long time, Guo Zihang realized that something was missing.
“I don’t have this either. Did you throw it in the trash can?”
After Yang Shuan was reminded, he also held the fork and looked around, but couldn’t find any egg hairs.