The corners of his mouth opened, and Nan Muli's eyes suddenly warmed up. He lowered his head. When he opened it again, he looked at her like a long stream of water for a long time. He opened the corners of his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but in the end he just smiled at her.
Holding the chopsticks passively, he picked up a few with graceful movements, and slowly put them into his mouth under her expectant gaze.
"How does it taste? Is it salty or bland? Is it delicious?" someone on the side asked impatiently.
Nan Muli said nothing and stared at her straightly.
What does this look mean? Xia Baoer couldn't help but feel nervous.
Unable to guess the meaning of his expression, she couldn't help but lower her head in frustration.
Alas alas, she knew it would be like this. For him, who is pampered and pampered, something so ordinary and without any nutritional value could not be put on the table.
However, she was frustrated and quickly raised the corners of her mouth indifferently. She smiled cheerfully and said to him who was still a little shocked: "If it doesn't taste good, just give me the chopsticks. It really doesn't matter. It's just a formality. My
I expressed my feelings. Hey, my parents will cook longevity noodles for me on my birthday. I don’t like eating them either, but just try them. I’m not good at cooking. I’ll ask the housekeeper to tell the master to give them to you later.
Prepare again. Also, I have other things to ask for..."
"This is longevity noodles and not just an ordinary breakfast, right?" Interrupting the frustrated little woman, Nan Muli frowned in confusion.
She didn't understand why he was so strange, but she still nodded: "Yeah, what's wrong?"
"Why do you want to cook longevity noodles all of a sudden?" Nan Muli asked in a cold tone, which made Xia Baoer, who was already depressed, suddenly feel aggrieved.
His sudden change of expression was as gloomy and frightening as a storm, and his frightened eyes made her heart shrink. She could clearly feel his cold and angry mood, but she didn't know why? Could it be that the longevity noodles she cooked for him were also
Are you guilty...?
"Little thing? Why don't you speak?"
"I..." her face turned pale and she explained solemnly, "because I knew that today... today is your birthday, so I cooked it without your knowledge. If you don't like it, I'll throw it away right away." She suddenly felt very sad.
Sad, she raised her head with difficulty to prevent herself from feeling wronged.
It's nothing, it really doesn't matter. She, she just feels a little unfair. Why do you have to be so crazy and make your own decisions? You really deserve it...
Nan Muli's hand on the table suddenly clenched into a fist, and the cold eyes that stared at her were filled with strong condemnation. This look was like an invisible whip, suddenly lashing Xia Baoer's heart, making her feel cold and painful from the bottom of her heart.
.
Why are you looking at her like this? She just wanted to surprise him with good intentions, but... was she wrong?
Looking at him with a cold expression that showed no joy at all, Xia Baoer felt something bad in her heart. It seemed that she had done something unforgivable!
She endured the sadness in her heart and asked him in a low voice: "Mr. Li, what's wrong with you? Is there anything wrong with this bowl of noodles?"
"Who asked you to do it!" He looked at her expressionlessly, and his tone was so cold that she was afraid.
Her smile froze, and she was a little panicked. She looked at him like this at a loss, not knowing what to say.
"I...I just want to give you a surprise and make you happy..."
"Shut up! Who gave you the right to make your own decisions! I don't need -" Even if he was angry, he did not speak harshly to her. Looking at him who was suddenly angry and with a cold face, Xia Baoer was stunned and at a loss.
Hold your hands tightly.
She really doesn't understand what she did wrong.
"I just made you a bowl of noodles. If you don't like it, just throw it away. Is it worth your getting so angry?" With her eyes sore, she pursed her lips and suddenly said loudly, "
Treating me like this at all times, what the hell is that!"
With a sullen face, Nan Muli stood up and waved his hand, accidentally knocking over the bowl on the table.
"哐啷"——
Porcelain-white shards flew everywhere, including the noodles she had spent the whole morning making for him, which ironically spattered all over the floor in embarrassment.
The hot soup dripped down the edge of the table onto the floor, splashing onto the back of her hand that she subconsciously reached out to save. The slightly stinging heat burned into the bottom of her aggrieved heart, as if laughing at how stupid and ridiculous her behavior was!
The corners of her eyes were closed tightly, and she tried her best to raise her face to let the hot tears fall back.
"I do not need!"
Looking at him in astonishment, Xia Baoer tightened her grip on what she had not yet given away, her heart seemed to be twisted by an invisible hand.
How could he be so... cold, how could he be!
Facing the angry him, her good intentions were humiliated, and she felt particularly embarrassed.
Why is his mind so complicated and difficult to understand? Is there anything that cannot be communicated? Why do he have to stab her like this, why do he have to trample her self-esteem so hard in front of her!
The aroma of the noodles spread, and the two stiff figures were distant and stiff.
The broken sound attracted the attention of the servant. The housekeeper, who was helping Xiao Si look for pets, didn't care about the pets and hurriedly walked in to check the situation.
Xia Baoer endured her full of grievances, her passionate heart gradually became cold, and her innocent and bright eyes became a little bit gray. Clenching her fists tightly, she lowered her head and apologized through gritted teeth in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'm so troublesome."
Already..."
Her dignity is worthless in front of this man -
Tears welled up in her eyes. She didn't want to make a fool of herself anymore. After apologizing, she lowered her head and passed him awkwardly, trying to escape the scene as quickly as possible before the housekeeper and the others arrived.
The violence in his eyes subsided, and when he saw a tear falling down her face, Nan Muli tightened his lips and froze in place, but did not hold her back.
"Miss Xia, why are you crying? Hello, Miss Xia..." Seeing her running out, the housekeeper hurriedly tried to persuade her, but the gaze directed at him prevented him from moving.
He turned his head in confusion and looked at the person behind him: "Why didn't Master Xiao stop her?"
"Don't be too meddlesome. There are some things that outsiders will only help you more and more!"
"But Miss Xia..."
The housekeeper felt guilty. He should have told her when he saw her cooking noodles. But because he saw her happy, he made her and the young master unhappy by his negligence. He really shouldn't be so careless!
Staring at the knocked over noodles in a daze, Nan Muli's eyes were warm and red, and the rich taste of bone soup still remained in his tightly pursed mouth. At the corner of the table, the noodles were hanging long in the air, and the hot soup was rolling drop by drop.
Luo. There were vegetables, mushrooms, and beautifully fried eggs at his feet... She must have been cooking them very hard early in the morning, but she didn't want to make a mess at this moment.
His brows were slightly furrowed, and his lips pursed into a thin line, as if he was contemplating or annoyed——
