Han Qiqing took the chopsticks, nodded and said, "Yes!"
But she couldn't wait to grab the noodles and blew them hard a few times before putting them into her mouth.
Her eyes lit up as soon as she tasted it.
"Delicious! So delicious!"
Oh my gosh, he’s handsome, has good grades, doesn’t care, and can cook!
Han Qiqing couldn't help but sigh in her heart, if she hadn't fallen in love with her brother first...
cough!
This kind of thought cannot be thought of.
Never think about it!
She quickly shook off this thought and concentrated on eating noodles.
Song Shijun leaned over, took a look at the braised pork noodles, and swallowed secretly.
He noticed that there were only two plates on the table.
One is in front of Qiqing, and the other is in front of Qi Ran.
In other words, he has no share.
Song Shijun snorted and said to Qi Ran, "Where's mine?"
Isn't this person a little too biased
Even if he knew what his purpose was for Qi Qing...
You can't be so blatant!
Zhou Xiaomi was also watching eagerly, but she didn't dare to speak.
Qi Ran didn't even raise his head, and just said quietly, "Sheng yourself."
That said, there are still ones in the kitchen.
Song Shijun immediately turned around and entered the kitchen.
Sure enough, there is more!
He filled himself a big plate and carried it out.
When Zhou Xiaomi passed by the door, he said to her, "If you want to eat, you can serve it yourself."
Zhou Xiaomi hurried into the kitchen.
Noodles made by a male god!
God, she is so lucky. Not only can she live in a villa with the president, but she can also eat noodles cooked by her male god.
Zhou Xiaomi washed the plate, took the chopsticks, and was ready to get noodles.
Who knows, take a look.
There was only a little bit of noodles left... Zhou Xiaomi was about to cry, so he scraped out all the remaining noodles, which was only enough for one bowl.
Restaurant area.
Song Shijun opened the chair next to Han Qiqing and sat down.
Han Qiqing glanced at his plate and was frightened, "Have you been hungry for a hundred years?"
The amount of noodles on that plate was more than twice as much as hers.
Song Shijun said nonchalantly, "I'm hungry, can't I?"
Han Qiqing laughed, "Okay, okay, just eat it if you want."
It was obvious that he always stared at Qi Ran as if he had a problem with him, but now he had the nerve to eat his noodles.
Regarding Song Shijun's thick skin, Han Qiqing could only sigh silently.
Qi Ran quietly finished his portion.
He waited for Han Qiqing to finish, then stood up and took away her plate.
Han Qiqing was stunned, "Let me wash it!"
Qi Ran said softly, "No, I'll just wash it, just by the way."
Song Shijun, who was immersed in eating noodles, raised his head, looked at her, and whispered, "Look at how good he is to you. Isn't he interested in you? Who would believe it!"
Han Qiqing had a headache.
Zhou Xiaomi did not dare to sit too close and kept a polite distance, so he could not hear their conversation.
Song Shijun finished eating and sat still.
When Zhou Xiaomi finished eating, he glanced at it.
Zhou Xiaomi still knew how to read his eyes, so he immediately took his dishes and chopsticks and went to wash them together.
Song Shijun walked back to the sofa and sat down like an uncle.
Qi Ran glanced at him sideways and looked away.
Han Qiqing looked at the sky outside. The sun was about to set and the sunset was particularly beautiful, so she asked, "I want to go for a walk by the river. Which of you wants to go with me?"
Song Shijun felt lazy and said, "Wait a minute, I'm so full, I want to take a rest."
Han Qiqing smiled bitterly at him, "Sleep when you're full. Are you a pig?"
(End of chapter)