She will not let go of her belly, she will live well and be twice as kind to herself.
Tang Yuchen took off his coat and sat on the sofa waiting for the food made by An Ruo to be served.
There was lightning, thunder, and violent storms all the time outside, but he felt that there was a warm atmosphere at home.
This place is his home, but he only sees it as a place to sleep.
Ever since An Ruo moved in this time, he felt something was different.
It seems that this home has become a little more popular and less silent and lifeless.
Moreover, he also likes to come home more and more. For example, tonight, when he and Yun Feixue were obviously going to rent a house, while the car was driving on the road, he suddenly changed his mind and decided to come back.
Seeing the disappointment and dissatisfaction on Yun Feixue's face, he was not in the mood to care. He just wanted to go home. He didn't know what he would do when he came back. He just wanted to come back.
It seemed that something at home was holding his heart back. If he didn't come back, he would feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
Now that he is back and sees An Ruo and her cooking food for him in the kitchen, he feels very comfortable and his whole person is lazy and full of comfort.
Tang Yuchen did not deny that he liked this feeling, nor did he deny that An Ruo brought him this feeling.
So he decided that he would not let her go until he was tired of her.
An Ruo only cooked two bowls of tomato and egg noodles, one large and one small.
She took the noodles out on a plate and placed them on the dining table. Tang Yuchen automatically walked over and sat down, reaching for the big bowl.
An Ruo suddenly slapped his hand away and said calmly: "This bowl is mine."
The man was stunned for a moment, then smiled with understanding: "You must be starving, I told you to go against me! If you go against me in the future, I will continue to deny you food!"
An Ruo ignored him, she sat down and ate the noodles carefully with chopsticks.
She was starving, but no matter how hungry she was, she would not wolf down food. Years of good upbringing had made her accustomed to eating in small bites.
Tang Yuchen saw how elegant she was eating, and the corners of her mouth curved inexplicably. He also took his bowl, picked up the noodles and took a bite.
After chewing it twice, he frowned slightly: "Why is it so salty?"
An Ruo said calmly: "I guess I added too much salt."
"You did it on purpose."
"Mine is also very salty." She said calmly, lowering her head and continuing to eat. Tang Yuchen suddenly picked up her noodles with chopsticks and put them into his mouth. When he tasted them, he found that they were not salty at all, but a bit bland.
The man immediately darkened his face and stared at her sullenly: "An Ruo, how dare you play tricks on me."
An Ruo put down her chopsticks and pursed her lips without saying anything. She indeed added a few more spoons of salt to his bowl on purpose.
She thought that if he ate salty food, he would stop eating it. She deliberately lied to him that her food was also salty, because she thought he had mysophobia and would not eat her food.
But how could she have imagined that he actually ate her noodles.
Now that everything has been exposed, it's no big deal. An Ruo was silent for two seconds, then picked up her chopsticks and continued eating.
She can't resist her stomach, let's wait until she's full.
However, Tang Yuchen snatched her bowl away. Then, An Ruo stared at him in stunned silence as he poured the noodles from the small bowl into the large bowl.
She mixed it with chopsticks a few times, divided it into two bowls, and then gave the larger portion to her.
"It neutralizes it so it's neither salty nor bland."
