"Be careful!" Gu Mingtai quickly hugged her half-fallen body, looked at her worriedly and asked, "What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Zhang Meng shook her head. "It's okay. Maybe I got up too fast just now. I'm fine now!"
Gu Mingtai still stared at her with a worried look on his face. After a while, he suddenly said, "When Mr. Liao wakes up tomorrow morning, I'll ask him to call a doctor to check you out."
When Zhang Meng heard it was so serious, she immediately stopped him and said, "No, I'm really fine. There's no need to call a doctor!"
Gu Mingtai shook his head firmly, "No, you must invite me."
After saying that, without waiting for her to say anything else, he picked her up and strode downstairs.
"Gu Mingtai, put me down, I can walk by myself!"
Looking at the quiet Liao family, she was worried that speaking too loudly would disturb others, so she had to lower her voice to discuss with him.
"No, you almost fell down just now. I must carry you downstairs." These words left no room for doubt.
Seeing the stern expression on his face through the moonlight outside, Zhang Meng sighed and had to let him hold her. After all, it was late at night and the Liao family was all asleep.
Soon, the couple arrived at the kitchen. Zhang Meng, who had been put down, saw the man next to her immediately roll up his sleeves and prepare to cook.
Seeing this, Zhang Meng took his hand and asked curiously, "What delicious food are you planning to make for me?"
"I can make noodles! Add a scrambled egg, would you like it?"
Zhang Meng thought about the food he was talking about and it sounded delicious. She was also really hungry, so she nodded immediately, feeling a little impatient. "If you like it, make it quickly."
Looking at his wife's excited expression, Gu Mingtai suddenly felt as if his heart was filled with infinite strength, and he started cooking immediately.
Five minutes later, looking at the man who put the noodles in after the water had already boiled, Zhang Meng asked a little nervously, "Gu Mingtai, don't we always put the noodles and water in together when we cook noodles?"
Gu Mingtai, who was concentrating on cooking noodles, paused for a moment when he heard her question. He then replied confidently, "It's okay. I heard that noodles taste best when they're cooked properly."
After hearing this, Zhang Meng was stunned. She had never done this before, so maybe he was right.
So he closed his mouth. Ten minutes later, a bowl of strangely shaped noodles appeared in front of Zhang Meng.
"These noodles don't seem to be cooked!" Zhang Meng looked at the noodles that were still a little pale, and was a little confused about whether to eat them later.
And the fried egg in the bowl was black on one side and had runny yolk on the other, which looked a bit disgusting.
"This is my first time cooking, so maybe it's not very good. You try it first. If you don't like it, give it to me." Gu Mingtai encouraged her.
Zhang Meng swallowed, and suddenly she found that her hungry stomach didn't seem to be hungry anymore.
Then, when she saw him looking at her with encouraging eyes, she was too embarrassed to refuse, so she had to pick up a noodle and put it in her mouth. The taste made Zhang Meng feel that she would probably never eat noodles again in her life. It was salty and not cooked enough. It tasted like a ball of salty dough in her mouth.
After watching her finish eating, Gu Mingtai couldn't help but ask, "How is it? Is it delicious?"
Zhang Meng opened her mouth, but seeing his expectant expression, she had to change the words that were about to come out of her mouth, "It's delicious. I didn't expect you have a talent for making noodles."
Gu Mingtai's face lit up with joy, and he was about to take the chopsticks from her hand when a surprised voice sounded from behind them.
Liao Qingting came down from upstairs to find something to eat, and as soon as she arrived at the dining room, she saw this young couple eating noodles here.
"Oh, there's food. That's great! I'm really hungry. Can I have some?"
After asking, without waiting for Zhang Meng's response, Liao Qingting sat down next to her without any courtesy, snatched the bowl and chopsticks from Zhang Meng's hands, and put a big mouthful of noodles into her mouth.
"Oh!" Zhang Meng wanted to speak out to stop him, but it was too late. The other person put it in his mouth directly.
Liao Qingting had just taken a bite of the noodles when her expression suddenly changed. Her face wrinkled up and she spat out all the noodles in her mouth. "Who cooked these noodles? They are so raw and salty. Are they going to kill the salt seller?"
Zhang Meng quickly pulled the corner of her clothes and secretly glanced at Gu Mingtai.
Liao Qingting, who was slow to react, quickly noticed Zhang Meng's action. Her heart immediately skipped a beat, and she secretly glanced at Gu Mingtai from the corner of her eye. "I, I was just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously."
After saying that, Liao Qingting immediately added, "I remember there seems to be food in my room. I'd better go back to my room and eat. I'll leave this for you two."
As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly got up and went upstairs.
The dining room suddenly became very quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Zhang Meng bit her lip and secretly glanced at the man next to her. Seeing that he was staring at the bowl of noodles in her hand, she called out to him softly, "Gu Mingtai, don't listen to what Liao Qingting says. This bowl of noodles is actually delicious. Really, if you don't believe me, I'll eat it again and show you."
After saying that, Zhang Meng quickly picked up the chopsticks on the table and prepared to pick up something again.
Just when she was halfway through, a big hand suddenly grabbed her hand.
"Let me try it." Gu Mingtai grabbed her hand and picked up the noodles on the chopsticks and put them into his mouth.
"Gu Mingtai!" Seeing that he was eating with no expression on his face, Zhang Meng called out to him in a low voice.
After taking a few bites, Gu Mingtai immediately spat out all the noodles in his mouth, then raised his hand and tapped Zhang Meng's forehead lightly, "Silly girl, if it's not delicious, why did you lie to me and say it's delicious?"
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