Tang Jinteng lay next to Xin Yi and squinted for a while. When Xin Yi woke up, it was already dark outside.
When I looked at the time, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. I had slept for a long time.
Xin Yi opened her eyes, her eyelids opened and closed slowly, she glanced sleepily, then buried her face into the pillow, rubbing it back and forth, ready to continue sleeping.
Tang Jinteng pulled her head up and whispered:
"Get up, I need to eat something. I won't have anything at noon. Be obedient."
Xin Yi's head shrugged, and it fell weakly into his palm. She hummed, turned over, and buried herself under the quilt again.
Tang Jinteng pulled the person out, opened the quilt, turned sideways and wrapped the thick nightgown around her body, and said in a deep voice:
"Be obedient, Xin Yi."
"Still want to sleep."
Xin Yi tilted her body and fell onto the bed with another "bang", ignoring everyone.
Tang Jinteng got out of bed, took his robe and put it on. He might have caught a cold when he fell asleep in the afternoon, but now his voice was a bit wrong, and his throat was very dry. He tightened his belt, got out of bed, and dragged Xin Yi with him.
Come out, hug the person and walk out of the room.
"Tang Jinteng!" Xin Yi roared, arched his body back and forth a few times, and slid to the ground.
"Headache, I have a headache!" Xin Yi frowned and shouted loudly.
Tang Jinteng straightened her messy hair and said:
"If you're not hungry, just keep sleeping."
Xin Yi took a breath, okay, she seemed to be hungry. She raised her hand and hit her head, and walked downstairs first.
"I don't want to eat noodles, Tang Jinteng. If you cook noodles, I will starve to death."
Wow, I actually ordered food.
She just took this man's kindness to her for granted. If he had mentioned it when he cooked it for the first time, she might have felt honored.
But I didn't say a word, he did it as a matter of course, so she naturally accepted it as a matter of course.
Tang Jin's eyebrows overlapped, did she mean to ask him to do it?
Little beast...
Tang Jinteng muttered helplessly, but still walked downstairs.
Tang Jinteng went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and took a look. He couldn't remember it without being reminded during the day, but now he knows when he needs it. The house seriously needs to buy something.
Not to mention there is no stored food, even the refrigerator is empty.
There is basically no fire at home, so no one buys ingredients. Tang Jinteng can't remember these trivial things. If he doesn't mention them, how can others dare to put things in the villa?
The aunt who worked as a part-time worker at the beginning often put things in the refrigerator, because when she came from home, she would pass by the big market, and when she saw particularly fresh vegetables and fruits, she would bring some over.
In fact, she also remembered the feelings of the host family. She also knew that the food for rich people like them was good, but the aunt brought them all from the countryside. There were things for sale on the ground, and they chose
The ones with high nutritional value were brought here.
Although those things may seem ordinary, they are actually quite rare to encounter.
But once something is put in the refrigerator, it will be completely empty the next day.
At first, the part-time worker thought it was cooked by the owner, and she also twisted some fruits in the next few days. However, after Lu Zeng sent the man to the company in the morning, he made a special trip back to the Oriental Pearl Tower just to wait for the part-time worker.
Please don't bring any messy things in. This house is decorated as if it's for an exhibition. Can you light a fire to cook something?
The hourly worker was a little confused. She meant well at first, but she almost lost her job because of this.
From then on, the aunt never dared to bring anything in again.
The only thing left in the villa is noodles, which Lu Zeng put in. These noodles are a serious green food, pressed manually. The people below sent them to "honor" them, so Lu Zeng put some in them.
This man is here.
In fact, Tang Jinteng had lived alone for so many decades, and he had never lit a fire where he lived.
When I was in the capital before, when I had a party with those young masters, we all got food together.
At other times, which meal is not brought to you? Why do you need to make your own fire?
Tang Jinteng looked at the empty refrigerator, sighed secretly, looked sideways at the woman who was already sitting obediently at the dining table, waiting to eat, and whispered:
"Drink a glass of milk first, okay?"
Xin Yi nodded, she was indeed hungry, because she was drunk by this hateful man before she even touched her chopsticks at noon.
I have been sleeping until now, and I am on an empty stomach. I have already digested two meals in the past. How can I not be hungry?
Tang Jinteng poured the milk into a small pot specially designed to heat milk, turned it on to a low heat, and waited.
I'm worried about what to cook for her.
At this point, she couldn't go out to buy anything. It was dark and cold outside. Is she willing to move?
The milk was poured into the cup and placed in front of Xin Yi. Tang Jinteng looked at her. Xin Yi held the milk cup and drank it in a few big mouthfuls.
"Is it enough?" Tang Jinteng asked her.
Xin Yi raised her eyes and looked at Tang Jinteng, her eyes were like agate, so beautiful that it was jaw-dropping. Her white face, red lips, and pretty little face were really alluring.
Tang Jinteng stared at her face, raised his hand and couldn't help but pinch it, and said:
"I'm asking you, why do you always leave without your ears?"
Xin Yi tilted her head, avoided his hand, and said:
"I didn't eat anything at noon or at night, Tang Jinteng..."
Whether she wants to starve to death or whatever, just watch.
Tang Jinteng had no choice but to say: "Wait a little longer, eh?"
He rolled up his sleeves to wash the pot and cook the noodles. Xin Yi saw him opening the cupboard above, and immediately got up and stood at the door of the kitchen, saying:
"Can you please not cook the noodles? You can't cook anything else. I can eat even a piece of boiled vegetables. I'm not picky about food."
Tang Jinteng retracted his hand, his back still facing her, and his hands resting on Hu's waist.
This little beast is really hard to deal with! How can a non-picky eater not eat noodles?
"There's nothing else at home, just noodles. Why don't we make do with it tonight and buy something else tomorrow, okay?" Tang Jinteng turned around and looked at her, so that we could discuss it.
Xin Yi looked at him with a small face, said nothing, and kept her eyes straight. Anyway, she didn't nod or say anything.
Tang Jinteng saw that she didn't speak, so he just took it as his acquiescence.
Turning around, she reached for the noodles and put them on the table. Xin Yi walked into the kitchen with small steps and whispered:
"Anyway, as I said, I don't want to eat noodles, and I won't eat them even if you cook them."
Tang Jinteng stopped, turned sideways, and said angrily:
"You can eat whatever you have. How old are you and you still can't make do with this?"
"But I've made do with it several times. My mother never cooked noodles in our family because I didn't want to eat them..."
Xin Yi said stubbornly and would not let go anyway.
The previous few times he had brought it directly to her and she couldn't refuse, but this time he hadn't cooked it yet. What was wrong with her saying it first?
