Young Master Qin's Heart-Eating Secret Pet

Snow-white thin noodles are served on a snow-white plate, topped with thick scallion oil sauce, and garnished with finely chopped green onion.

Cen Ziyan was indeed hungry, so he pulled out his chair and sat down opposite Qin Hanfeng.

Cen Ziyan mixed the noodles casually, wrapped the noodles in thick sauce, and lowered his head to eat.I have to say that the chef's craftsmanship is good, and the scallion noodles are very authentic, and the taste is exactly the same as she remembers.

Seeing Cen Ziyan facing the scallion oil noodles sprinkled with finely chopped scallions without any hesitation, Qin Hanfeng was a little surprised when he picked up the second chopsticks and continued to eat slowly.

I have eaten scallion noodles with Cen Ziyan many times before, because Cen Ziyan doesn't like to eat chopped green onion, so every time there is no trace of chopped green onion in her scallion oil noodles.

Occasionally, a few times, the kitchen accidentally forgot to pick chopped green onions, so she pushed them aside and did not move.

You obviously hate chopped green onions, but now you can eat them calmly?
Qin Hanfeng looked at Cen Ziyan's unchanging expression, and was a little stunned. In just a few years, can it really change a person's likes and dislikes completely?

"I remember you used to be very picky, and you couldn't see a little bit of green onion in the noodles." Qin Hanfeng stared at Cen Ziyan's indifferent face, a little puzzled, "Every time I don't pick clean, I refuse to use chopsticks."

Cen Ziyan chuckled, staring straight at the dots of emerald green hidden in his face, as if recalling something from the past.

"When a person is extremely hungry, he can eat anything. It doesn't matter what he likes or dislikes, whether it's delicious or not. Anything that can fill one's stomach, no matter how bad or disgusting it is, is a delicacy. Mr. Qin probably doesn't understand this kind of food Do you feel it?"

"What do you mean? What happened to you all these years?" Qin Hanfeng asked.

Cen Ziyan's words made his heart flutter for no reason, he always felt that many things happened in the past three years when Cen Ziyan was hiding.

Hearing that Cen Ziyan paused for a moment with his chopsticks, he continued to eat the noodles on the plate as if nothing had happened, without replying.

No matter how Qin Hanfeng pressed him, Cen Ziyan avoided talking about it.

Those things festered into scars and formed ugly scabs in his heart, Cen Ziyan didn't want to tear open the wound and ask others for attention, let alone the person in front of him was Qin Hanfeng.

Late night, bedroom.

Qin Hanfeng ignored Cen Ziyan's request to sleep in the guest room, without saying a word, hugged Cen Ziyan into his arms, and lay on the big bed in the bedroom together, ignoring Cen Ziyan's struggle, with his hands tightly around her waist.

Only when he really met Qin Hanfeng did he realize how thin Cen Ziyan was, even weaker than she looked. He could wrap her whole body into his arms with one hand, and he could even clearly see the outline of the protruding bones. Feeling a little sick in my arms.

"You are really delicate." Qin Hanfeng rested his chin on Cen Ziyan's hair, and couldn't help feeling, "The Cen family is just not as prosperous as before, and it is impossible for Cen Huaisheng to leave you nothing, why did he become so thin now?" What does it look like? It’s too painful to hold it in your arms.”

Every move of Qin Hanfeng tonight constantly stimulated Cen Ziyan, reminding her how unbearable and humble she is now.

She is no longer the superior young miss of the Cen family. Now she is just a down-and-out person who can be manipulated by anyone.

Cen Ziyan suppressed the surging anger in his heart, took Qin Hanfeng's hand away from his waist, then rolled over and got off the bed, picked up the outer robe beside him, and turned his head to leave, can't he hide if he can't provoke her?
"Where are you going?" Qin Hanfeng got up and grabbed her wrist and asked.