Did Young Master Jiang confess today?

She thought for a while and said, "I just want to eat noodles. I can also eat Changshou noodles at ordinary times."
"Okay." Doudou reluctantly accepted the reason, and then gave An Xia the poached eggs in her bowl, "Mommy, eat more."
"It's in Mommy's bowl, you eat it." An Xia put the poached egg back into Doudou's bowl.
Inexplicably, I seemed to be too poor to open the pot, so I finally cooked two bowls of noodles, and my son gave me poached eggs to eat.
Thinking about it makes me laugh.
When An Xia was about to start eating noodles, the phone rang.
She didn't pay attention to the caller ID, it was a call from an unfamiliar number, so she picked it up.
"Hello?" An Xia asked.
"I'm downstairs."
"Huh?" An Xia was taken aback for a moment, and was surprised that the voice was a little familiar.
Think about it carefully, isn't this... Jiang Fengan's voice?
What does downstairs mean?
An Xia put down her chopsticks, she couldn't believe that the man who was still sick before would actually be downstairs at his house at this time.
She walked to the balcony and looked downstairs. The height of the third floor allowed An Xia to clearly see Jiang Fengan standing downstairs, on the front of his black SUV.

An Xia: "..."
It really is her.
An Xia came forward, and Doudou followed. The guardrail outside the balcony was made of glass, so when Doudou lowered her head, she could see the Jiangfeng Bank downstairs.
"It's handsome uncle!"
An Xia saw it, so she didn't need Doudou to say it again.
"Mommy, do you want to ask the handsome uncle to eat noodles? We have eaten at his house many times, and it's a good deal!"
This is what Doudou said, if An Xia doesn't let Jiang Feng'an come over to eat noodles, is it because he doesn't understand the principle of reciprocity?
"I'm coming up." Of course Jiang Feng'an also heard Doudou's words, so he hung up the phone and came up.
Anxia:
So he didn't listen to what she said to Jiang Fengan earlier?
Moreover, didn't he also show that he wanted to break up with her, and now he came to her again, what does it mean?
While An Xia was thinking about it, Jiang Fengan had already rang the doorbell.
"Mommy, I'm going to open the door!" Doudou took the initiative in welcoming Jiang Feng'an.
An Xia had no other choice but to watch Doudou open the door.
It's not embarrassing, but after Jiang Feng'an came in, An Xia felt that nothing was right.
However, Jiang Fengan saw two bowls of noodles on the dining table, two poached eggs on top of the noodles, dotted with a few green vegetables, besides, there were cold vegetables on the table, shredded and put Mixed with chili, it looks very appetizing.
Jiang Fengan withdrew his gaze from the dining table, and took a deep look at An Xia.
That look is very meaningful.
On someone's birthday, making longevity noodles behind the birthday star's back, the feeling is really quite subtle.
In order to ease the embarrassment, An Xia asked, "Are you feeling better?"
After finishing speaking, An Xia realized that he seemed to have slipped his tongue. When he went to Jiang Feng An's place earlier, he thought he was asleep, and An Xia didn't want Jiang Feng An to know that he had been there.
Jiang Fengan also insisted that he didn't know that An Xia had been here, but he looked surprised and asked, "What's better?"
"...I see that your complexion is not very good, I thought you were sick."
"I'm sick." Jiang Feng'an walked towards the dining table very familiarly, and Doudou also walked over.
The little guy looked up at Jiang Fengan, "Handsome uncle, you are sick, is it serious?"
"It wasn't serious at first, but someone became popular, so his condition worsened a lot." When he said this, Jiang Fengan glanced at An Xia, as if saying that it was An Xia who made his condition worse.
An Xia had nothing to say, "Have you eaten yet?"
"No."
"Then I'll get you a bowl of noodles."
"This bowl is very good." Jiang Feng'an looked at An Xia's bowl, as if he really wanted to eat her noodles.
"That'smine."
"When you finish cooking, this bowl will be lumpy."
It seems reasonable...
An Xia had no choice but to say: "Okay then, you guys eat first, and I'll cook another bowl."
Jiang Fengan seemed to be waiting for An Xia's words, and picked up her chopsticks to eat noodles in the next second.
He also picked up the cold salad on the table, took a bite and said, "The taste of this cold salad is quite similar to the one I ate in the afternoon."
While eating, he looked at An Xia.
Seeing that An Xia felt guilty, she hurried into the kitchen.

An Xia knew that men might eat a lot, so when she made her own noodles, she added some more.
After finishing, she came out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles, and saw that the portion in front of Jiang Feng'an had been eaten.
She put down the bowl, and before she could open her mouth, Jiang Fengan brought one of the bowls over.
"Can you still eat?" An Xia asked in surprise, didn't it mean that sick people don't have a good appetite, why do you see that he eats a lot?
Jiang Feng'an didn't answer An Xia, but told An Xia with practical actions that he really could eat.
Well, she took care of too much.
She was just worried that Jiang Fengan's cold was still not healed, and she was full again.
When An Xia was just thinking about his own dinner tonight, Jiang Fengan gave An Xia the poached egg in his bowl.
There were only two eggs left at home, and she hadn't had time to buy them yet, so she put one on each of the two bowls of noodles.
Jiang Fengan gave her the one from his bowl.
It was only then that An Xia remembered that sick people had better not eat eggs, as it would easily make the cold worse.
But Jiang Feng'an had already eaten those two poached eggs, so he couldn't spit it out.
So this one, An Xia didn't return it to Jiang Feng'an.
The two began to eat noodles silently, and the atmosphere was once awkward and tense.
On the contrary, Doudou seemed to have discovered some problems between Mommy and the handsome uncle. He ate the noodles in his bowl early, and then said to An Xia:
"Mum, I'm done eating, I'm going back to my room to read."
An Xia doesn't want Doudou to leave, if even Doudou leaves, wouldn't the atmosphere here be more awkward?
Who knew that Jiang Feng'an said: "Go, lest the cold be transmitted to you."
After Jiang Feng'an said that, An Xia still has no reason not to let Doudou leave, and she doesn't want Doudou to get sick.
The last time Doudou got sick, An Xia was so distressed, let alone this time.
After Doudou left, the restaurant where only An Xia and Jiang Fengan were in could only be described as embarrassing.
She tried to find a topic to break the embarrassment, but seeing Jiang Fengan's frosty face, she didn't want to say anything.
Then eat the noodles as quietly as a chicken, and send this ancestor away after eating the noodles.
This embarrassment didn't last long, and soon, Jiang Fengan finished the second bowl of noodles in front of him, and he put his chopsticks on the bowl.
"Noodles, are you making them specially for me?" There was a questioning tone, but there was an inexplicable sense of certainty, what should I do?
An Xia felt guilty, because she really made noodles for Jiang Feng An because she thought that today was her birthday.