As soon as he walked to the door, a flash of her holding the noodle bowl, eating with a satisfied face, and her footsteps suddenly flashed in his mind.
Turning her head to look at the dull person behind her, her thin lips parted slightly.
"Now make a bowl of noodles and deliver them to my room."
After the words fell, the slender figure quickly disappeared by the door.
Nian Xiaomu was left behind who couldn't return to God for a while.
She is a nurse, not a cook, nor a nanny, why should she make noodles for him
And in the middle of the night, she got off work!
Nian Xiaomu cursed indignantly, but when she thought that she had spilled yogurt all over him, she resigned herself to her fate and went into the kitchen to cook noodles.
When she carried it upstairs, the door was not closed.
Just as he was about to go in, he ran into Yu Yuehan who came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.
His suit has been taken off.
He was only wearing a dark gray bathrobe, the belt was tied casually, revealing his strong chest.
Wet short hair with water dripping from the ends.
With a casual shake of his head, a stream of water mist was drawn in mid-air.
The perfect face is white, and there is a hint of evil charm in the beauty.
Against the backdrop of the dark night, it exudes a captivating charm.
Seeing the scene in front of her, Nian Xiaomu was slightly stunned.
Putting your face up, just looking at it like this, forgetting what actions you should take.
It wasn't until Yu Yuehan's eyes turned towards her that she suddenly came back to her senses and stepped forward.
"Master, your noodles." She put the noodle bowl on the table in front of the sofa, waiting for Yu Yuehan to let her go.
But after waiting for a while, I saw him throwing down the towel to wipe his hair and sitting on the sofa.
With sharp fingers, he picked up the chopsticks and started eating noodles...
"Gulu—"
Yu Yuehan had just picked up a piece of noodles with his chopsticks, and before he could put it into his mouth, he heard a discordant voice.
He looked sideways.
Nian Xiaomu was standing upright, with her head up and her chest up, pretending that the growl just now had nothing to do with her.
Yu Yuehan hooked the corner of his mouth and put the noodles into his mouth.
The noodles are soft and chewy, and the taste is very good.
He just took his second bite...
"Gulu—" The voice was louder this time.
Nian Xiaomu hugged her stomach, met Yu Yuehan's playful black eyes, her little face flushed.
Silently prick the villain in my heart.
She is so hungry.
She only took two bites of the noodles.
Originally, I thought that I could go down and continue eating after sending it to him for business.
But Bing Luan didn't even ask her to go from the beginning to the end...
By the time he finished eating, her noodles might have been soaked!
"Master, if there is no other order..."
"When I eat, I need to be quiet." Yu Yuehan interrupted her indifferently, bowed his head and continued eating noodles.
Nian Xiaomu: "..."
She left, no one would care about him no matter how quiet he wanted to be!
But this is the Yu family, his territory.
Yu Yuehan's words are imperial edicts.
Nian Xiaomu was so hungry, watching him pitifully, eating a bowl of noodles gracefully and calmly...
Not to mention the little stomach, I don’t know how many times the symphony has been played.
The resentful eyes wished to poke a few blood holes in his body...
Yu Yuehan drank the last sip of soup in the bowl, then slowly put down his chopsticks and picked up a tissue to wipe his mouth.
Out of the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of her little face flushed with anger, her tightly pursed lips, she was clearly angry but she looked cute...
The fire in his chest that had just been suppressed by a cold shower seemed to be burning again, and his eyes deepened!