Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Finally, the instant noodles are cooked...

It's Jing Jiaren's favorite braised beef with a strong taste. The spicy smell made her unable to hold back her appetite.

Seeing Jing Jiaren's greedy expression, Ximen Longting couldn't help chuckling: "Is it so delicious?"

"It's time to cook."

"Don't move, I'll come."

"Be careful, don't spill it!"

As soon as it was filled, Jing Jiaren stretched out her hand to carry it. Of course, the freshly boiled water was hot, so she immediately retracted it.

She turned around to look for the dish towel, but when she came back to her senses, she found that Ximen Longting had already gone out with the bowl.

Jing Jiaren picked up a pair of chopsticks and followed closely, seeing Ximen Longting put the bowl on the dining table, looking completely okay.

Is he an iron hand, not afraid of being scalded?

"I'm not as delicate as you."

"... Where am I being coquettish?"

"Everywhere is delicate." Her skin is so soft that a beard can be pricked, and her knees will be bruised and scratched if she is touched casually. She is so fragile, and in Ximen Longting's eyes, she is like a fragile glass doll. She really needs to be taken care of. Yes, otherwise she might break if you don't pay attention.

Jing Jiaren didn't bother to argue with him, so she sat on a chair and prepared to have a big meal.

Ximen Longting frowned: "My chopsticks?"

She took a pair.

Jing Jiaren also frowned: "You don't like instant noodles?"

"It smells good." An occasional change is fine.

Jing Jiaren is like facing an enemy: "Master Ximen, it is better not to eat it. There are preservatives in the instant noodles. Eating it is not good for your health. Eating too much will cause cancer!"

"It's better for you to eat less of carcinogenic things. I eat it once in a while, it doesn't matter."

Jing Jiaren: "..."

Ximen Longting sat on the chair beside her and called Wilson to get him chopsticks.

Jing Jiaren was very depressed. There was not much in a pack of instant noodles, and when he opened the pack, he dropped all the broken ones on the floor, making him unable to eat.

With such a small amount of food, if you give it to him, three or two bites will be enough, and it is not enough for him to stuff his teeth.

Jing Jiaren hurriedly picked up a chopstick and put it in her mouth, trying to eat more before him.

Just put it in his mouth, and spit it out again: "Hot..."

Ximen Longting had a funny face on his face: "Afraid that I will rob you? Woman, you are so stingy."

Jing Jiaren rubbed her mouth, her tongue was numb and tended to foam a little.

Ximen Longting took the chopsticks from Wilson and asked him to bring drinks.

"You can eat what I just ate and spit it out again?" Jing Jiaren felt displeased when he saw him insert the chopsticks into the noodle bowl.

The second is that the portion is not enough for her to eat, the main point is that she does not want to share a bowl of noodles with Ximen Longting.

If he had eaten it, she would definitely not want to eat it because of nausea.

"I don't mind at all." Ximen Longting had a special smile in his eyes.

They were actually doing what couples do, but Jing Jiaren didn't notice it: "There are so many desserts and fruits in the refrigerator, why do you have to eat mine?" They just wanted to make trouble with her hungry stomach.

"I'm happy."

"A person like you, you only care about your own wishes in everything, and don't care about other people's feelings at all—" It's really bad.

"Don't worry, I just took two bites to try the taste."

"Your chopsticks are so disgusting when you put them in your mouth and stir them into the soup. I don't want to eat them after you touch them."

"You eat my saliva every day, do you mind this?"

"That's different."

"What's the difference?"