This villain is really like the hero

Chapter 169 The Rich Young Master Who Wrongly Hugged 33

"This is pork rib soup, drink some to warm your stomach first."

Yan Ruo handed the soup bowl to Gu Yi'an.

The soup just came out of the pot, still filled with heat.

The scent of food permeated the white mist, which also made the place where one's eyes could see a little more hazy.

"Thank you." Gu Yian said softly.

Swallowing the warm soup into the stomach relieved the discomfort in the stomach and brought indescribable warmth to the limbs.

Gu Yi'an couldn't help but drank a few more mouthfuls, and drank the soup in the bowl.

With slender and beautiful fingers resting on the bowl, Gu Yi'an lowered his eyes.

Such a bowl of pork rib soup, which looks very ordinary, actually gave him an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

This is also the first time he got a bowl of hot soup that could relieve all his discomforts when he was most hungry after creation.

He actually felt that besides music in this world, there is actually something that makes him feel nostalgic-a bowl of hot soup after creation.

However, soon Gu Yi'an shook his head firmly again.

How could there be anything comparable to music in this world?nonexistent!

At this time, Yan Ruo had already served a bowl of rice and put it in front of Gu Yi'an, signaling that he could eat anytime.

Gu Yi'an subconsciously glanced at the empty bowl in his hand, and asked in a low voice: "I still want to drink a bowl of soup, is that okay?"

Yan Ruo raised her eyebrows, she was very satisfied with Gu Yi'an's behavior of directly opening his mouth when he wanted to drink soup.

"of course can."

Yan Ruo quickly poured a bowl of soup from the pot for Gu Yi'an.

When it was time to eat, Gu Yian learned the table manners very well.

He ate silently, without making any noise, and his movements were graceful.

At the beginning, he might feel a little cramped when picking up the food, but after eating a few chopsticks, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally he decided to smash the pot, eat whatever he wanted, and he didn't restrain himself from eating as much as he wanted.

Yan Ruo paid attention to the dishes Gu Yian put down her chopsticks from the corner of her eyes, and as time passed, her eyes flickered.

Suddenly, Yan Ruo said, "The lotus root slices I made are also delicious, do you want to try it?"

He shook his head, "I don't eat lotus root."

Yan Ruo didn't miss it either. When he heard the word lotus root slices, there was obvious resistance in his eyes.

Her hand holding the chopsticks tightened subconsciously, and there were some weird colors hidden in her eyes.

After a while, she murmured in a voice only she could hear, "What a coincidence, you don't like lotus root either..."

Yan Ruo looked at the bowl of lotus root slices, and then turned her attention to other dishes.

In fact, the dishes on the table are all according to her taste, except for this bowl of lotus root slices.

She personally doesn't like or dislike things like lotus root. The senses are average. They can be eaten, but they don't have a preference.

But she did buy lotus root on purpose...

Yan Ruo lowered her eyes, concealed the light in them, and stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the bowl of lotus root slices.

She prepared the food, if Gu Yian didn't eat it, she could only take care of it by herself.

"I'm done." Gu Yi'an put down his chopsticks, looked at the plate that he had emptied most of, and couldn't help feeling a little more embarrassed in his eyes.

It stands to reason that at this time most people would always say "thank you for your hospitality or something".

But Gu Yi'an thought for a while, but said a little awkwardly: "This is the best meal I've ever eaten."

He probably couldn't think of anything else, and the skin near the base of the ear looked a little red.

Yan Ruo said: "Anyway, we are all neighbors, if you don't mind, we can have dinner together in the future."

(End of this chapter)