It was late at night.
Zhao Jiangui seriously thought about a few old seniors who had almost sacrificed their lives for the Haoran Alliance, and thought about his good friends on the right path, and finally made up his mind.
He's going to the kitchen for another bowl of egg noodles!
…
The light was on in the kitchen.
Zhao Jiangui thought for a while, then held his breath and carefully walked over, trying to see who was in the kitchen.
If it was the cook, I just asked her to teach me how to make a normal bowl of egg noodles that won't explode.
If it was anyone else, he would turn his head and leave, as if he had never been to this place tonight.
But the person in the kitchen is Ji Han.
Holding a bowl of egg noodles, he was looking up at Ji Han who was looking at him.
Zhao Jiangui: "..."
Ji Han: "… "