Poor boy and Bai Fumei

Lu Juan made a bowl of noodles for Lin Qiao.

Huang Jie was often not at home, Lu Juan was starving at home alone, and had no money to go out to buy food, so he learned early on how to fill his stomach with the little things at home. At the beginning, all he cooked were dark dishes, even sugar and I can't even tell the salt apart, and after a long time, I'm slowly groping to know how to cook.

Noodles are the simplest method: take them out after cooking, season with salt and vinegar, and finally sprinkle with chopped green onion and drizzle with sesame oil.It looked very shabby.

Lin Qiao was very happy, and when he first started cooking, he snuggled up next to Lu Juan and kept praising him for being so good at cooking.Lu Juan was very annoyed by Lin Qiao, and asked him to go out and wash off the blackness on his face first.

When Lin Qiao was tossing and washing his face in the bathroom, Lu Juan had already made the noodles.

Lin Qiao's hair was still wet, smeared on his forehead, and his face was covered with water vapor. His pair of dark and bright eyes stared straight at Lu Ju'an, and then hurriedly moved away when the other party's eyes were about to turn around. The four big characters of wanting to cover up are written all over the face.

Lu Juan put the bowl in front of Lin Qiao, Lin Qiao took a sip of the fragrance, his stomach growled, Lu Juan said helplessly, "Eat it while it's hot."

Added another sentence: "Be careful of hot."

Lin Qiao smiled at Lu Juan, he had a nice smile, there was a very shallow dimple at the corner of his mouth filled with sugar, his expression was innocent and innocent, and he said sweetly to Lu Juan, "Lu Juan, you are so kind."

Lu Juan was stunned by Lin Qiao's smile for a moment, then lowered his eyes, stopped looking at Lin Qiao, and half-mocked himself: "What's so good about me."

"You are very good, you are brave, you are good at studying, and you can cook. I don't know anything."

Lu Juan twitched the corner of his mouth: "It won't be good."

Lin Qiao went on to say: "My mother wants me to learn to cook too. I don't like to eat takeaway. If my aunt is busy, I can only be hungry. If you are my mother's son, my mother will be very happy."

Lu Juan's expression froze on his face, and he said softly, "Really?"

His voice was too low for Lin Qiao to hear clearly, Lu Juan stopped talking to Lin Qiao, and he didn't answer the words that Lin Qiao handed over. Lin Qiao didn't know what he said was wrong. Eating the noodles quietly, the only sound in the room was the sound of Lin Qiao eating.

At the end of the meal, Lin Qiao found a poached egg at the bottom of the bowl, and he raised his eyes in surprise: "There is still a poached egg?!"

He took a bite, the egg was runny, Lin Qiao was not ready, all the egg liquid flowed into the soup, Lin Qiao's expression immediately collapsed, and he said pitifully to Lu Juan, "It's all gone."

Lu Juan found that Lin Qiao was particularly good at acting like a baby. The end of his speech and his pitiful expression all unconsciously conveyed the message "I'm acting like you, come and coax me", but he himself didn't like it. Know nothing.

Boys acting like a baby are generally annoying, but Lin Qiao does not, it seems that a spoiled person can act like a baby without a teacher. His acting like a baby is a matter of course, as if you were supposed to coax him.

Lu Juan stopped the thoughts in his head, turned his eyes away, and asked him: "Have you finished eating? When will the class start?"

Lin Qiao was a little disappointed. He drank up the rest of the soup and said obediently, "It's over."

Lu Juan took the bowl to the kitchen to clean up, while Lin Qiao sat on the seat and sighed softly.

so hard!