Wen Tian felt that she was really convinced by Pei Shaomu.
There is a kind of man who is born with elegance.
No matter what he does, no matter what he says, it just makes people feel elegant.
After eating, Pei Shaomu put down the plate and said, "Miss Wen, whatever you want to eat now, I'll make it for you."
Wen Tian wanted to say that she should do it, but she gave up the idea after thinking about the extremely sweet dish she had just cooked.
Forget it, her sweetness may not be her destiny to cook.
"I'll ask the old man." Wen Tian said.
"The old man said he doesn't want to eat. I will ask the kitchen to prepare some supper at night. If the old man is hungry, he can eat it." Pei Shaomu specifically asked Mr. Wen when he first came in.
Wen Tian said "Oh" [520 www.biquge520.xyz]: "Then let's make some noodles."
She suddenly wanted to eat noodles. She remembered that Wen Tingyu would make noodles for her every year on her birthday.
"Okay." Pei Shaomu agreed immediately.
Boil water, crack eggs, and add noodles, all in one go.
Wen Tian half-leaned on the kitchen counter and watched Pei Shaomu's movements.
She had heard something before.
"Serious men are the best looking."
Now she knew she was wrong.
Obviously "men who cook are the best looking", okay?
Just like the Pei Shaomu in front of me, he was obviously cooking noodles, but within minutes he was transformed into a movie star by this man.
Wen Tian's eyes were full of appreciation.
She suddenly came back to reality when Pei Shaomu cooked the noodles and brought them to her.
"Where are you in a daze?" Pei Shaomu said with a smile, "Let's go out to eat."
Wen Tian nodded with some guilt: "Okay."
When walking out of the kitchen with Pei Shaomu, Wen Tian suddenly scratched her face.
What's wrong with me recently? Why do I find Pei Shaomu so pleasing to the eye? I think this man is good no matter what he does, even if he cooks, he's so handsome?
There are only two bowls of noodles on the huge dining table.
Pei Shaomu cooked two portions, one warm and sweet and the other his own.
Wen Tian glanced at the bowl in front of Pei Shaomu: "Are you hungry after eating noodles? Do you want the kitchen to cook for you?"
"No, I'll accompany you."
"Oh." Wen Tian lowered her head and started to eat the noodles.
The noodles were cooked very delicious and had a completely different taste than what Wen Tingyu cooked for her.
Wen Tian ate it all quickly.
She still had a look on her face.
Pei Shaomu still had half a bowl of noodles left.
He handed his face to Wen Tian: "Do you want to eat anything else here?"
Pei Shaomu underestimated Wen Tian's appetite, and was afraid that Wen Tian would have to wait if he cooked it now, so he simply pushed his half bowl in front of Wen Tian.
Warm, sweet and slightly dull.
Pei Shaomu's action.
The act of handing half of the noodles in front of you...
It seems that this is not something ordinary friends can do.
Pei Shaomu, who was slightly stunned when he noticed the warmth and sweetness, came back to his senses.
He thought Wen Tian minded.
"I'll cook it for you again." Pei Shaomu was about to stand up.
And here Wen Tian has already picked up the chopsticks: "Forget it, it's going to take a long time, I'll just eat it."
Pei Shaomu: "..."
Wen Tian buried her head in eating.
This is the half bowl of noodles left by Pei Shaomu. This is the half bowl of noodles left by Pei Shaomu...
This thought kept floating in Wen Tian's mind.
This half bowl of noodles seemed to taste better, much better than the bowl she had before.
Pei Shaomu saw Wen Tian eating his half bowl of noodles without any scruples, and a ripple flashed in his eyes.
He had just handed Wen Tian half a bowl of noodles completely subconsciously. When he regained consciousness, he realized that he might have overstepped. However, he did not expect that Wen Tian didn't mind at all.
Wen Tian ate the last noodle.
"It's delicious." She praised.
"If you like it, I can cook it for you every day." Pei Shaomu said.
Wen Tian opened her eyes wide.
Pei Shaomu: "..."
He realized again that he seemed to have overstepped subconsciously.
He immediately added: "While Mr. Wen is here, I will cook for you every day."
"Oh." Wen Tian's expression was quite disappointed.
It turns out that he was just cooking for himself during the time when Mr. Wen was here?
"By the way, I brought something for you." Pei Shaomu stood up and stood up.
Wen Tian's disappointed expression suddenly became vivid again: "What is it?"
Pei Shaomu smiled and said: "In the living room, let's go to the living room."
"Okay." Wen Tian agreed.
She had a vague expectation in her heart, what would Pei Shaomu bring to her?
In the living room, Mr. Wen is still watching TV.
Seeing Pei Shaomu and Wen Tian approaching, Mr. Wen said with a smile on his face: "It's time to eat."
The corners of Wen Tian's lips curved slightly: "I've eaten. Master, do you want to eat?"
Mr. Wen glanced at his stomach: "Forget it, I'm full from just eating that biscuit."
Hearing Mr. Wen mention that biscuit again, Wen Tian felt a little unhappy.
After all, that biscuit was sent by Bai Jia.
But she soon adjusted her mood.
Thinking of the bowl of noodles that Pei Shaomu had just cooked for him, and what the man was about to give her, Wen Tian's good mood took over again.
She glanced at Pei Shaomu and said with a hint of imperceptible joy in her voice: "Where is the thing? Where is the thing?"
Pei Shaomu smiled and led Wen Tian to the other side of the living room.
"This is for you." Pei Shaomu picked up the cookie gift box and handed it to Wen Tian.
Wen Tian's head buzzed.
She looked at Pei Shaomu in disbelief, with deep astonishment in her eyes.
Bai Jia sent him a biscuit to make him sick, and Mr. Wen just ate it. Now, if Pei Shaomu is not satisfied, he bought another box of biscuits for himself?
Wen Tian's mind is very confused.
She thought that Pei Shaomu must know.
This man must know.
Why did Hao Hao give him something, and why did Hao Hao choose to give him something that Bai Jia had sent before.
Could it be that this man was aware of his own thoughts and deliberately came to disturb him?
Wen Tian's heart surges.
Pei Shaomu looked at Wen Tian with a smile: "You like to eat this, right?"
Wen Tian almost went crazy.
But Mr. Wen was in the living room, so she couldn't have an attack. She still had the final measure of propriety.
Wen Tian smiled, the smile did not reach her eyes: "Yes, I like it."
After saying that, Wen Tian took the cookie gift box and strode out of the living room.
Pei Shaomu felt something was wrong with Wen Tian, so he followed her in stride.
After Wen Tian walked out of the living room, she ran away so fast that Pei Shaomu couldn't keep up.
Arriving at the door of the villa, Wen Tian threw the gift box in her hand directly outside the carved iron door.
Pei Shaomu: "..."
There was shock in his eyes: "Wen Tian, why did you throw it away?"
Wen Tian looked at Pei Shaomu and said word by word: "Throw it away and feed it to the dogs!"
She was disgusted by looking at this thing. Pei Shaomu's deep black eyes were full of waves: "Wen Tian, is this how you ruin my mind?"