Chapter 42 Your noodles are indeed tastier

She stopped her, saying, "I can do it myself."

Turning around, He Ziyan raised his hand with a half-smile.

That's when Jiang Luo noticed that he had an extra bag of toast in his hand.

You misunderstood.

I thought I was going to help her.

You're just being presumptuous.

Her cheeks flushed, but Jiang Luo forced herself to remain calm, her face as still as a pool of water, and asked, "Aren't you going to eat noodles?"

To win a woman's heart, you must first win her stomach. Therefore, the first step in the strategy is to launch a food attack.

He Ziyan said, "You cooked noodles for me, and in return, I'll make you a sandwich."

Jiang Luo: "..."

That's so troublesome.

Actually, she doesn't mind cooking noodles for two people by herself.

But for the sake of her work, she decided to respect He Ziyan's wishes.

"Oh, okay, thank you." A curt reply.

The two people each occupied a corner of the kitchen, not touching each other.

It's like the Chu River and Han border, clearly separated.

After a while, the two of them carried each other's breakfast to the table.

"Luo Luo, this is for you." He Ziyan pushed the sandwich in front of Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo placed the bowl of noodles on the placemat and pushed it towards He Ziyan.

It was like a sacred ritual of exchanging breakfasts.

Jiang Luo remained silent.

He Ziyan eats very elegantly, which is very similar to Yan Zihe.

Sitting upright, holding chopsticks to pick up noodles, slowly and leisurely, exuding a sense of calm and ease.

Even those cheap noodles that cost a dozen yuan a bag have become more elegant.

"Luo Luo, the noodles you cooked are indeed tastier." He Ziyan didn't hold back his praise.

But to Jiang Luo, this sounded a bit like forced flattery. "Thank you for the compliment," she said. "Your sandwiches are also very good."

They engage in mutual flattery, a back-and-forth exchange.

That's all I wanted to say.

Chewing on his sandwich, Jiang Luo pondered how he would find an excuse to go out after breakfast.

Living without a cell phone in that little house is really tough.

I can't just keep staring at He Ziyan like this.

As if hearing the voice in her heart, He Ziyan asked at just the right moment, "Luo Luo, are you free later?"

Before asking the question, he deliberately stopped eating and wiped his lips.

Jiang Luo took in He Ziyan's respectful and courteous words and actions, and couldn't help but feel a sense of goodwill towards him.

This child is quite refined.

However, she naturally wouldn't be blinded by occasional goodwill and would still analyze things carefully.

If she was asked to stay and read with He Ziyan, she would answer, "I'm busy."

If it's about going out for a walk together, and she can get her phone, then she'll answer "I'm free."

so……

She asked in return, "Is there something you need?"

"Let's go to the supermarket," He Ziyan suggested.

He clearly had a face that could be used at will and that easily softened people's hearts; he could act cute and charming, just like other boys his age.

But He Ziyan did not.

He just stared at her blankly.

They seemed so pure and innocent, without a trace of malice, and disdained to use any means.

The suggestion was exactly what she wanted to hear, and Jiang Luo smiled and said, "Okay."

That smile unexpectedly entered He Ziyan's field of vision.

When she doesn't smile, Jiang Luo is like a pure white camellia, pure, spotless, standing alone on the branch, not allowing anyone to covet her.

At that moment, she smiled, just as the flowers were in full bloom, stunningly beautiful.

It was so beautiful that it seemed to encompass all the good things in the world.

He Ziyan's heart blossomed.

"Are you two the only ones here?"

The sudden sound made He Ziyan's heart shut instantly.

It's Qin Ning.

He sauntered down the stairs, dressed in a hip-hop style, complete with silver chains, rings, and numerous other accessories, fully armed.

What made Jiang Luo feel inferior was that he actually wore exquisite makeup! Jiang Luo hadn't even put on any!

“The others should have gone to work.” Seeing that He Ziyan didn’t intend to answer Qin Ning, Jiang Luo said.

With light steps, Qin Ning quickly walked over, peeking out as she went, "What are you eating? Is there any for me?"

"I'll cook you noodles..."

Before Jiang Luo could finish speaking, He Ziyan jumped up, his face ashen.

For a fleeting moment, Jiang Luo even had the illusion that He Ziyan would turn around and punch Qin Ning next. Without any reason.

Of course, He Ziyan wasn't that kind of rude person. He said in a deep voice, "I'll make it for you."

If he doesn't do it, Jiang Luo will.

He wouldn't allow it.

"Are you going to cook noodles for me?" Qin Ning leaned closer and asked with a grin.

He was surprised that He Ziyan was so friendly to him.

I originally thought he was aloof and difficult to get along with.

He's definitely going to be brothers with this guy!

He Ziyan turned to look at him, his gaze sharp and devoid of any warmth.

In an instant, Qin Ning felt a chill creep up his back.

Was he mistaken? There seemed to be a hint of anger in He Ziyan's eyes.

"If you want noodles, I'll cook noodles." He Ziyan walked past her and headed towards the kitchen.

He wanted to eat noodles, so He Ziyan went to cook noodles!

Qin Ning was moved once again.

He breathed a sigh of relief; he must have been mistaken. He Ziyan was truly a good brother. "Bro, thanks!"

Then, she skipped and hopped after He Ziyan.

He stopped by the pool, picked up a bowl to wash, and casually asked, "Were you just saying you were going out to play?"

After finishing her sandwich, Jiang Luo wiped her mouth, turned around to look at him, and said, "Mm."

"I'll come too! I don't have work today. I have nothing to do at home anyway." Qin Ning's eyes were full of expectation, her eyes narrowed, her lips pursed, she seemed about to smile, but also about to whine and act coquettishly.

A grown man's coquettishness is about to burst forth.

Jiang Luo quickly agreed, "Okay!"

She didn't want to appreciate Qin Ning's coquettishness, and even felt a bit resistant to it.

"Da da da..."

At the kitchen counter, the sound of chopping vegetables gradually intensified.

Qin Ning: That chill down my spine came back again.

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At 10:30, the three of them set off.

As soon as she got her phone back, Jiang Luo immediately opened WeChat, and sure enough, countless messages flooded in instantly.

Lin Heng, Mom, Lin Shuang, old classmates...

Surprisingly, Xu Jingyan, whom I hadn't contacted in a long time, was also there.

I skimmed through it, and it was all about "Springtime Romance".

Has this variety show gone viral?

Putting away her phone, Jiang Luo quickened her pace, deciding to check it more carefully after getting in the car.

He Ziyan and Qin Ning had already reached the car.

Scratching the back of his head, Qin Ning smiled sheepishly: "I can't drive."

He Ziyan accepted calmly: "I'll drive."

After speaking, he turned to look at Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo was stunned when she met his gaze.

What does she mean by that?

Do you want her to drive?

But he had already said he would drive it.

What is that?

Surely they don't expect her to sit in the passenger seat, do they?

All right.

Based on He Ziyan's behavior yesterday and today, Jiang Luo boldly guessed that perhaps he really wanted her to sit in the passenger seat in order to better promote their on-screen couple status.

"That……"

Swipe.

Qin Ning consciously opened the passenger door and leaned half of her body inside.

Hearing Jiang Luo's voice, he stopped and asked innocently, "Teacher Jiang, what's wrong?"

Swallowing back the words she was about to say, Jiang Luo waved her hand and said, "It's nothing. I'll sit in the back."

"Okay!" Qin Ning sat down.

My gaze shifted back to He Ziyan's face, and... well, his expression had darkened even more.

"Ziyan, you drive, I'll chat with you so you won't get tired." Qin Ning waved repeatedly, her features beaming, her whole being brimming with indescribable joy, just like a kindergarten child going on a spring outing.