Daily life after rebirth

Chapter 1098 A Bowl of Noodles
Luo Qingfeng looked at Yun Qingqing who was sitting upright, and said, "This is your own home."

"Don't dare, this is Mr. Luo's home."

Luo Qingfeng had nothing to do with Yun Qingqing, so he went to the kitchen to make a bowl of egg noodles for Yun Qingqing, and fried a few side dishes. When Yun Qingqing smelled the familiar fragrance, those sweet memories from before seemed to be forgotten. Money poured into her mind like money, and she had a headache.

Luo Qingfeng handed the chopsticks to Yun Qingqing. She, who wanted to be arrogant, took the chopsticks over by mistake, and then picked up the noodles in the bowl by mistake and took a bite. The familiar taste made her feel There was a sharp pain.

It's just that the expression on the face is still that of chewing and swallowing slowly.

She wanted to put the chopsticks down, but it would be redundant to do so now, so she took a few more bites.

Luo Qingfeng saw Yun Qingqing eating noodles, with a smile on his face, and said: "I haven't been to this room for a long time. When I bought it, I thought it was just two floors too narrow and not spacious enough, but It's just a place to rest, it doesn't matter.

But after you came, it became a place full of our memories. The place that used to feel narrow, but without you, it felt very empty, and even the heart seemed to be torn open, leaking out wind. "

Yun Qingqing continued to eat noodles without looking up at Luo Qingfeng or speaking, as if what was in front of her was a peerless delicacy.

But in fact, this is nothing more than ordinary food, with neither gorgeous embellishments nor fragrant taste.

If you really want to say what's so special about it, it's nothing more than a bowl of noodles that Luo Qingfeng coaxed her to cook after Luo Qingfeng took her around half the city.

But no matter how unique the meaning is, it is still a bowl of noodles, without glittering gold, and it will not be handed down forever.

There will always be a time when the noodles are finished, no matter how rich Luo Qingfeng cooks them, no matter how hard he tries.

When Yun Qingqing wiped her mouth with a napkin, Luo Qingfeng knew that the moment of joy he had stolen was over.

Yun Qingqing smiled and said, "Thank you, Boss Luo, for your hospitality. My mother is still waiting for me at home. I'm going back soon."

Luo Qingfeng lowered his eyebrows, put the chopsticks on the bowl, and when he raised his eyebrows again, he said, "I'll see you off."

"It's not far from here to my residence, and the traffic here is convenient. I can just take a taxi."

"You have only two choices, let me send you, or you stay here tonight."

"I choose to go by myself."

"Then you won't be able to leave. Your stay is the result I'm most looking forward to."

Yun Qingqing smiled, this smile was as beautiful as a short-lived epiphyllum, and said: "I have always been a person who likes to disappoint people, so Mr. Luo, I'm sorry."

After speaking, she stood up from the chair, put the chair back to its original position, waved to Luo Qingfeng who was still sitting on the dining table and looked at her, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Luo."

After that, Yun Qingqing went to the sofa to pick up her bag, and when she was about to open the door, there was a harsh sound of chairs being dragged by the dining table, followed by some eager footsteps.

She and Luo Qingfeng have been together for so long, this man is not in a hurry even when talking about projects worth hundreds of millions, and now he is so out of control?
Luo Qingfeng took Yun Qingqing's bag and held it in his own hand. He looked at Yun Qingqing with a pair of black eyes, and said, "Let me see you off."

(End of this chapter)