Then he lowered his head a little uneasily.
Heart.. beats a little fast.
Did Susu look over
He thought to himself, and then mustered up the courage to lift his face.
Did not look over.
A little bit of loss and frustration is inevitable in my heart.
Shen Mubai couldn't notice so much, she tied up the apron in a very rough manner, and then started making noodles with a bang.
After all, he is a young master.
It can't be eaten so poorly.
So she specially added two more eggs on top of the vegetables.
Do not laugh.
Shen Mubai is usually reluctant to add more, because he is poor after all.
Living frugally is not an easy task.
She untied her apron and brought out the noodles, "Student Huo, the cooking is so-so, you can make do with it."
Then he brought his share in front of him, added some hot sauce, and ate it with it.
"Thank you." Huo San pursed his lips and smiled.
He looked down at the face in front of him.
It can be said that it is the simplest food he has ever eaten, but this aroma is the best he has ever smelled.
Huo San picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.
"This is the best noodle I've ever had."
Shen Mubai, "..." She also really wants to eat rich people's noodles.
She lowered her head and rubbed her face, suddenly seeing an egg put into her bowl.
Huo San frowned, "Eat crispy."
Shen Mubai was moved.
At least this personality looks the best so far.
Compared with Huo Xiao and the others, they are simply angels.
The boy seriously ate all the noodles, the kind that there was not even a mouthful of soup left.
I saw the girl staring at him.
She blushed, "It's delicious."
Shen Mubai put away the bowl, saw the boy stand up, and asked, "Are you going back?"
Huo San shook his head, "Help Susu wash the dishes."
Shen Mubai asked, "Can you do it?"
Huo San froze for a moment, then shook his head sincerely.
Shen Mubai said, "You sit down, I'll just wash it."
"I can learn." Huo San followed behind.
She quickly pushed the person out, "Student Huo is my guest, there is no reason to let the guest wash the dishes."
Huo San stopped talking, sat down and stared at the girl's back.
He looked down at his hands.
Before leaving, there was a feeling of reluctance in my heart.
I couldn't get out of this emotion until I got in the car.
"Master?" Uncle Zhao sensed something was wrong.
Huo San glanced at him, hesitated, "If you don't see her, you will miss her."
Uncle Zhao asked, "Are you talking about Miss Su?"
Huo San blushed, then nodded.
"Master, you can think more clearly." Uncle Zhao didn't directly draw a conclusion, but gave a suggestion instead.
Huo San thought of other personalities.
Then I froze for a moment.
For normal people, he is incomplete.
So began to be silent.
"Sorry, young master." Uncle Zhao said.
Huo San shook his head.
The car drove towards Huo's house, the butler opened the car door, saw the young master who had closed his eyes and rested opened his eyes, he was slightly startled, let out a low cry, and followed behind him.
After entering the door, the servant stepped forward to help with things, "Master."
"Tell the chef not to prepare my dinner." The owner of the voice said calmly.
The servant responded.
Huo Xiao went upstairs.
Huo Er in his mind just woke up, as if he realized something, he said lazily, "It seems that Huo San helped solve the problem for today's dinner."
Huo Xiao ignored it.
Huo Er tutted, "I don't know how the Xiaosu crisp tastes? This kid is too lucky."
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