However, when Qiao Nian looked at the cute bow on it, the corners of her mouth twitched.
She remembered whose phone number it was.
Isn’t it Ye Lan, who just exchanged contact information with her last night
Qiao Nian checked the time and sent a message back.
He casually put away his phone, went to the next room to check on the little bun who was still sleeping, and then went downstairs from the second floor.
The seafood porridge downstairs has been served on the table. Qiao Nian pulled out a chair, her eyes and brows showing some sleepiness, and she seemed to be shrouded in irritability.
She picked up the spoon and looked at the bland porridge in front of her, feeling no appetite.
Ye Wangchuan came over and put a plate of pickled mustard tuber in front of her. The fresh green vegetables were covered with a layer of red chili oil, which looked very delicious and appetizing.
"There's nothing in Jiang Li's refrigerator except this, so you can just make do with it. I'll ask Gu San to buy some more food tomorrow."
"Well."
The moment Qiao Nian saw the pickled mustard tuber, her attention was focused on it. She didn't listen to what he said at all. She picked up the chopsticks and immediately added another one.
The pickled green vegetable strips are crispy and chewy, and the aroma of red oil and chili explodes in your mouth, suddenly making you want to eat.
She hadn't eaten anything since noon. She had been concentrating entirely on the little guy's surgery. She had just had a nap and regained some energy, so she felt hungry now.
She is a person who is never shy about eating. In a sense, as long as there is salt and flavor, she is actually very easy to feed and is not picky about food.
Xiaodie's pickled mustard tuber looked a bit shabby, but it suited Qiao Nian's taste, so she drank the porridge with it in a natural way.
The shrimp porridge cooked by Xiaomi was warm and just right. She squinted her eyes, ate a plate of pickled mustard and a mouthful of porridge, and it looked so delicious.
"Go slowly. If you want more, there's more." Ye Wangchuan didn't eat himself. He just sat there watching Qiao Nian eat. His deep eyes were like the ocean with sparkles of light.
Qiao Nian had already finished a bowl and handed it to him in a very cool manner: "Another bowl." "..."
The socialites in Beijing all pay attention to dining etiquette. No matter how big their appetite is, they rarely eat out.
It was the first time that Ye Wangchuan saw a girl eating so unrefinedly.
But you know what, seeing her eating so happily, I suddenly felt a faint sense of satisfaction in my heart, and I even wanted to eat with her.
Soon, he served another bowl of porridge to Qiao Nian.
After all, Qiao Nian didn’t really have a big appetite, he was just very tired and had stomach cramps because he hadn’t eaten for a long time.
She ate something to fill her stomach, and was much more relaxed when she ate the second bowl.
Although she was too lazy to talk and just focused on eating her meal, it could be seen from the speed at which she ate that she was already 70% full.
Jiang Li did not go upstairs to sleep. For some reason, he stayed in the living room. His peach blossom eyes looked at the nonchalant Qiao Nian for a while, and then looked at the man sitting opposite Qiao Nian.
Thinking of what he had just discovered accidentally, he couldn't help but speak suddenly, breaking the silence in the room.
"Um, Nian Nian, when did you take a separate photo of Wang Ye?"
As her brother, he doesn't even have her solo photo, so how can Wang Ye have Nian Nian's solo photo? He is not jealous, nor is he complaining. He is not jealous, he just wants to ask and care about his sister...
Jiang Li took a deep breath but couldn't suppress the sour feeling in his heart. He looked at the two of them with a complicated expression.
A good match is a good match.
People say that girls can’t be kept away when they grow up, but they can’t be kept away this way!
(End of this chapter)