It was Jing Jiaren's favorite braised beef with a strong taste, and the spicy smell made her want to eat it.
Seeing Jing Jiaren's greedy expression, Ximen Longting couldn't help but chuckle: "Is it so delicious?"
"It's time to start cooking."
"Don't move, I'll do it."
"Be careful, don't spill it!"
As soon as it was served, Jing Jiaren reached out to pick it up. Of course, the freshly boiled water was hot to her hands, so she immediately pulled it back.
She turned around to find a dish towel, but when she came to her senses, she found that Ximen Longting had already gone out with the bowl.
Jing Jiaren picked up a pair of chopsticks and followed closely. When she saw Ximen Longting put the bowl on the dining table, he looked completely fine.
Is he an iron-handed person who is not afraid of getting burned?
"I'm not as squeamish as you."
"...Where am I squeamish?"
"Everywhere is delicate." Her skin is so tender that her beard can be pierced, and her knees will be bruised and scratched by casual bumps. She is so fragile, she looks like a fragile glass doll to Ximen Longting. She really needs to be watched carefully.
Yes, otherwise I'm afraid she'll break if I'm not careful.
Jing Jiaren was too lazy to argue with him and sat down on the chair to prepare for a full meal.
Ximen Longting frowned: "My chopsticks?"
She took a pair.
Jing Jiaren also frowned: "You don't eat instant noodles?"
"It smells really good." It's okay to change the flavor occasionally.
Jing Jiaren felt like she was facing a formidable enemy: "Young Master Ximen, it's better not to eat it. There are preservatives in instant noodles. Eating them is bad for your health. Eating too much can cause cancer!"
"You should eat less of the things that cause cancer. I'll eat them once in a while, so that's okay."
Jing Jiaren: "..."
Ximen Longting sat on the chair next to her and called Wilson to get him chopsticks.
Jing Jiaren was very depressed. There wasn't much in a pack of instant noodles, not to mention that when he unpacked it, all the broken pieces fell to the ground and he couldn't eat them.
It's just such a small amount of food. If you give it to him, it will be enough in three or two bites, but it won't be enough to fill the gap between his teeth.
Jing Jiaren hurriedly picked up a chopstick and put it into her mouth, wanting to eat more before him.
As soon as he put it in his mouth, he quickly spat it out: "It's hot..."
Ximen Longting looked amused: "Are you afraid that I will steal from you? Woman, you are so stingy."
Jing Jiaren rubbed her mouth, her tongue was numb and had a slight tendency to bubble.
Ximen Longting took the chopsticks from Wilson and asked him to get drinks.
"Can you also eat what I just ate and then vomited out?" Jing Jiaren felt unhappy when she saw him inserting his chopsticks into the noodle bowl.
The second reason is that the portion is not enough for her to eat, but the main reason is that she doesn't want to eat the same bowl of noodles with Ximen Longting.
If he had eaten it, she would have felt nauseated and wouldn't want to eat it.
"I don't mind at all." Ximen Longting had a special smile in his eyes.
They were actually doing what couples do, but Jing Jiaren didn't notice it: "There are so many desserts and fruits in the refrigerator, why do you have to eat mine?" He just had to deal with her hungry stomach.
"I'm happy."
"You are the kind of person who only cares about your own wishes in everything and doesn't care about other people's feelings at all -" That's really bad.
"Don't worry, I just took a few bites to test the taste."
"It's so disgusting to put your chopsticks in your mouth and stir it into the soup. I don't want to eat it if you touch it."
"You eat my saliva every day, do you still mind this?"