Moreover, his headache was gone. He couldn't fall asleep so early in the past, so he got up.
He sat up and smelled a fragrance.
It instantly aroused his appetite. He hadn't eaten much that day and was indeed hungry.
Tang Wan took out the noodles from the lunch box and said, "Here, freshly made, still warm. I haven't made it in a while, so I didn't control the heat well, so I made it a few times. Try it."
"Madam, is this what you made for me?" His eyes were filled with tears, and he was obviously moved.
"Who else could it be but me? Everyone else in the mansion has gone to bed at this hour, so I have to go alone. Disturbing people's sleep is not a good habit."
As she spoke, she handed the chopsticks to him.
Mo Tingzhu picked up the noodles and smelled them carefully.
The taste was delicious. He swallowed, picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.
It is smooth and chewy, with the unique aroma of pasta.
He didn't like light food in the past, always feeling that it was too bland and tasteless, and really hard to swallow.
However, today's bowl of seemingly simple plain noodles is exceptionally delicious.
He finished the meal in just a few bites, even drinking up all the soup.
After eating, he looked at Tang Wan eagerly, feeling a little unsatisfied.
Obviously not full.
"Eating too much at night will cause indigestion. Eat tomorrow morning."
"If I give you candied fruit, the medicinal properties of the medicine I brewed for you will be destroyed, and the loss will outweigh the gain."
"How is it? Is this noodle delicious?" Her face looked particularly beautiful and gentle under the candlelight.
Mo Tingzhu nodded, feeling a pang of sadness in his heart.
His wife is so good to him, but he still has all kinds of thoughts in his mind. He is such a bad person!
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