Wen Momo nodded obediently and said thank you to Zhao Rushuang politely.
Zhao Rushuang saw that she looked well-behaved and was indeed very lovable, so she smiled and said, "Your name is Momo, right? From now on I will call you Momo, and you can just call me Rushuang."
Wen Momo curled her mouth and called her "Rushuang".
Jing Ling frowned and tapped the table twice with her fingers, "Eat it while it's hot."
Wen Momo stopped talking and sat down to eat noodles obediently.
Zhao Rushuang stood there for a while without disturbing Jing Ling, and went back to his desk to work.
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Wen Momo ate the noodles very seriously, with her head lowered slightly, and her eyelashes were very long and curled, probably because her mouth was small. She ate in small bites, her lips were red and glistening, From time to time I could see the tip of her pink tongue moving.
Even Jing Ling himself didn't notice when he stopped writing and focused on watching her eating noodles.
Watching her eating, thin beads of sweat appeared on her straight nose, and her eyelashes and eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of heat mist, which was very cute.
Wen Momo didn't know that she was being watched by Jing Ling. After eating for a while, she remembered something and couldn't help but raise her head, but suddenly her eyes met with Jing Ling's gaze on her.
Wen Momo was stunned.
It seemed like it was the first time she saw Jing Ling's eyes so deep.
Jing Ling was suddenly caught by Wen Momo's gaze. She blinked her eyelashes without a chance, lowered her eyes, and continued writing calmly.
Wen Momo was probably really stupid and didn't react. She just felt that the way Jing Ling's purple eyes looked at people just now seemed more beautiful and charming than before, so she was stunned for a while with her chopsticks in her mouth. Na said: "Brother, the noodles... are delicious."
She simply told Jing Ling that this bowl of noodles was delicious.
But after hearing this, Jing Ling subconsciously raised her eyes and asked, "Want to give me a bite?"
Wen Momo took her chopsticks in her mouth again and was stunned again.
Jing Ling looked at her pink lips holding the chopsticks, her Adam's apple clenched slightly, and the pen and ink in her hand slipped...
Immediately afterwards, Jing Ling realized that Wen Momo's words did not mean what she understood.
Jing Ling's face turned cold, and she said with some deliberate coldness: "You go to Zhao Rushuang's place to eat."
Wen Momo, who still didn't understand what she had done to offend her brother, bit her lip when she heard this, but hesitated to speak. She wanted to ask him why, but Jing Ling's face was so cold, and Wen Momo couldn't help but hesitate. If he dared to ask, he could only bite his small mouth tightly and carry the bowl over to Zhao Rushuang in grievance.
Of course, she didn't know that as soon as she left, Jing Ling expressionlessly tore off a page of paper on which she had scribbled, and her ears were stained with a faint red that was almost invisible.
Zhao Rushuang didn't expect Wen Momo to come over to her with a bowl in her hands, and her expression was a little aggrieved. She couldn't help being stunned and asked her in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Wen Momo shook her head, sat down and took two bites, and couldn't help but whisper to Zhao Rushuang, "Brother, didn't you eat too?"
Zhao Rushuang was stunned: "Ah? You ate it, what's wrong?"
Wen Momo suddenly felt even more depressed and confused. He had already eaten, so how could he be angry with her when he was watching her eating noodles... He was obviously fine just now...
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(I always like to write about the hazy period of emotions.)
(End of chapter)