"You sit here and eat, then go back to sleep after eating."
Han Qiqing was placed in front of the desk.
He ruffled her hair, walked behind the desk, sat down, and continued to read the documents.
She looked up at him, pushed the bowl towards him, shook her head and said, "No, you can eat. I asked the servant to cook me some noodles. She will bring them over later."
The bowl was pushed back again.
He said, "You eat this first, and then I'll eat that bowl after you bring it."
Under his gaze, Han Qiqing could no longer refuse, so she pulled the bowl in front of her, picked up her chopsticks, and started eating.
Seeing that she was obedient, a smile seemed to appear in his eyes, then he lowered his eyes and returned to the document.
Han Qiqing wanted to ask him why he was still reading documents so late, but she was afraid of disturbing him, so she just ate noodles obediently.
When she was halfway through eating, the maid came in with the seafood noodles she ordered.
Seeing Han Qiqing already eating, the maid was stunned for a moment before coming in.
"Miss, your face."
Han Qiqing pointed to her brother who was concentrating on his work and whispered, "I ate my brother's noodles and gave him mine."
She looked around in a circle, and finally signaled the maid to put the noodles in front of her, so as not to disturb her brother by placing the bowl.
The maid put the bowl down gently.
Just as he was about to leave, he raised his head and said in a cold voice, "Wait a minute."
The maid paused in her steps and her heart trembled. She turned back to meet his eyes with a bit of embarrassment on her face.
"Master...what's the matter?" he asked respectfully, bowing his head.
He said quietly, "A glass of hot milk."
The maid was stunned for a moment. It was obvious that she had not expected his instruction. Why did the young master want hot milk? But she quickly remembered that she was just a servant and had no right to ask questions, so she bowed and said, "Okay."
After answering, he left the study silently.
Han Qiqing seized the time, put a soft smile on her face, and pushed the seafood noodles in front of her brother. "Brother, you should eat quickly so that your noodles don't get cold. Let's look at the documents later."
"Yeah." He nodded slightly, closed the folder, and put it aside.
Han Qiqing had just eaten half a bowl of noodles, but after she stopped using her chopsticks, she didn't want to eat anymore.
Not wanting to force myself, I simply put down my chopsticks.
He raised his eyes and asked, "Don't want to eat?"
Han Qiqing responded, "I can't eat anymore."
This bowl of noodles was originally made for him, so it was obviously a larger portion. However, the maid made the bowl of seafood noodles that she ordered in her portion, so it seemed a little smaller to him.
He only took two bites, and it seemed like half of the noodles was left.
Han Qiqing was immediately worried that he would not have enough to eat.
She asked in a low voice, "Brother, are the noodles missing? Do you want more?"
She looked at the remaining noodles in her bowl and felt it was a bit wasteful, but she also felt that it would not be good to let her brother eat her saliva, so she was thinking about asking the maid to cook another bowl of noodles.
He said, "No need."
It felt like he had finished the bowl of noodles in just a moment.
When Han Qiqing came back to her senses, she realized that she had been staring at him and touched her nose awkwardly.
"Well... I should go back to sleep. Brother, don't be too late. If you still have work, do it tomorrow. Staying up late is harmful to your body."
She stood up to leave, but he stopped her.
"Wait a moment."
Han Qiqing turned around, looked at him doubtfully, and asked, "What?"
He looked at her and said quietly, "Sit down."
(End of chapter)