This seemed to make her happier.
Xu Lingyi took him by the hand and led him to sit down in front of the table.
"You know, my cooking skills are terrible, and the food I cooked before was just edible."
Zhao Yun knew it very well.
If he was blind, he would have even thought about cooking himself instead of asking her to come.
Because the food she cooked was only slightly better than pig food.
"However, there's not much time left until your birthday. Even if I were to learn to cook, I don't think I'd have enough time. So I'm focusing on learning how to make noodles. After all, my master said that you must eat a bowl of longevity noodles on your birthday."
"So I only made a bowl of noodles. I hope you don't mind its simplicity."
Zhao Yun sat there in a daze.
The Queen Mother also said similar things and would personally make a bowl of noodles for him every year.
He never thought that she would learn to cook for him.
He had thought it was just clothes.
"Why are you so nice to me?"
Zhao Yun couldn't help but ask.
Zhao Yun could see that she had a rather delicate personality.
Although she was not a daughter of an official family, her senior brothers were all very kind to her and told her not to get involved in worldly affairs.
Despite this, she has been doing her best to take care of him and carefully prepare for his birthday.
"I like you. I told you that before. Are you so touched that you're stupid, or do you just not believe it?"
She puffed up her face and seemed a little angry.
Do you like it?
But she had no idea what he was really like, so how could she take her love for him seriously? In the final analysis, it was just fake and superficial love.
"I believe it. I'm just so happy."
This made Xu Lingyi instantly happy, "Then eat the noodles quickly, otherwise it won't taste good later."
Under her expectant gaze, Zhao Yun picked up the chopsticks.
"how?"
Xu Lingyi asked nervously and expectantly.
Zhao Yun was indeed a little surprised this time.
He had already prepared himself for the inedible side of the meal.
I have also made up my mind that I will eat it no matter how bad it tastes.
Later, he would let her know so as to deepen their relationship, but the noodles were unexpectedly delicious.
It even tasted somewhat familiar, just as delicious as the longevity noodles his mother had made for him in his memory.
"tasty."
There was a hint of hoarseness in Zhao Yun's clear voice.
"Yier must have put in a lot of effort."
"That's great! I was just worried it wouldn't taste good. It doesn't take a lot of effort, I just made it a hundred times."
"Hundreds of times?"
He couldn't quite believe it.
Her heart was too heavy.
He would rather she didn't like him so much, so that he could use her without any burden.
Instead of always feeling sorry for it.
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