pampered and married

Chapter 122 Tomato Egg Noodles
With an indifferent face, Xie Baichen carried Yan Danqing back to the house, and then put him down at the porch. He didn't even have time to change his shoes, so he locked himself in the bathroom and washed his face vigorously.

The room was well heated, Yan Danqing took off his down jacket and hung it up, and saw Xie Baichen wiping the water on his hands with a paper towel when he turned his head, and then he understood: "I just said why Young Master Xie walks so fast, it turns out that he is in a hurry."

Xie Baichen: "..."

He's in a hurry, he has nephrite jade in his arms, he can't take it anymore, okay?

However, he has no time to quarrel with Yan Danqing at the moment. After wandering around Yan Danqing's wide T-shirt with his eyes, he coughed twice: "What clothes are you wearing?" here?"

Yan Danqing waved his hand indifferently: "I changed my shape after washing, so wear it as pajamas."

Xie Baichen was speechless, he vaguely remembered that there was also Yan Danqing's worn knitted coat in his closet.

"You don't need to save so much, just buy new clothes when they are old. If you don't have enough money, just tell me."

Yan Danqing tugged at the hem of the T-shirt, disapprovingly: "This material is made of pure cotton, isn't it comfortable to use as pajamas?" After speaking, he suddenly realized something, "Mr. Xie, do you think I'm not refined enough? Wait a minute , I'll change clothes and come down."

Yan Danqing ran to the second floor as he said that, Xie Baichen had sharp eyes and quick hands, and brought her back by the waist.

The soft cotton shirt rubbed against his strong forearm, and for a moment, he also felt that the clothes were actually pretty good, at least, they felt good to the touch.

"No need to change it, it's late at night, order it as you like." Xie Baichen's ears felt hot, and he withdrew his hand.

"Oh." Yan Danqing also saved himself trouble.She opened the closet, took Xie Baichen's favorite tea, and casually asked, "Young Master Xie came so late, what's the matter?"

"I'm hungry."

Yan Danqing's brain twitched.

Shouldn't you eat out when you're hungry?What are you doing here?I am not a cook.

"Didn't you say yesterday that you will attend the engagement banquet of the daughter of the Wang family with Sister Liu Mian? Why, the food at the banquet is not enough for you?" Yan Danqing threw away the tea leaves and boiled them with boiling water.

"We didn't eat, so we left."

"Ah? Why?" Yan Danqing was curious.

Xie Baichen's words came to his lips, he looked at Danqing, and swallowed the words back.

"Liu Mian was not feeling well, so we left early." He picked up the tea, and the light smoke covered the emotion in his eyes.

Even if it's for her to deal with Francis, he can't tell her everything. After all, he and she still keep secrets from each other, and they haven't reached the point of complete trust.

"Do you have anything to eat here?" he asked.

"Fresh eggs were delivered just this afternoon, I'll make egg noodles with tomatoes, you eat?"

Xie Baichen nodded lightly: "Okay."

Yan Danqing walked into the kitchen, neatly put on a small floral apron, and took out the ingredients from the refrigerator. She cleaned them quickly and poured oil into the pan, and soon there was the sound of eggs frying.

Xie Baichen's mood of not eating the shredded chicken was greatly calmed down.

What's so great about someone making shredded chicken, and he also has someone helping to make egg noodles.

only……

It was my brother who made Liu Mian's shredded chicken, and whoever made him noodles...

Not a couple, not a friend, I love her in my heart, but I have to be wary, I like the feeling of being alone with her, but I have a vague premonition that this relationship will not last long, and one day in the future, he will return to Baidao, and she will stay in the Xia Cheng, or he left too, will they die in each other's memory?

Unable to help, a rare sadness appeared in Xie Baichen's eyes.

“Noodles are ready!”

Yan Danqing's brisk voice interrupted Xie Baichen's reverie, she took off her apron, brought a bowl full of noodles to the dining table, took chopsticks, and set it for the man.

Xie Baichen picked out a few noodles with chopsticks and sent them to the mouth. He immediately felt that the noodles were smooth, and the sour taste of tomato juice filled his mouth.

I don't know if he is too hungry, but the more he eats, the more delicious he is, and he can't stop the rhythm with chopsticks.

Seeing that Xie Baichen lost his usual aloof and incomparable reserve, like an ordinary man, he was satisfied with a bowl of ordinary egg noodles with tomato, Yan Danqing showed a small smile that he didn't even notice.

It seems a long time ago, it seems to be Girls' Generation, she also dreamed of living such a life ignorantly.

A table, two pairs of chopsticks, a few side dishes, a lifetime of food, rice, oil, salt, trivial, plain, but beautiful.

"Slow down," Yan Danqing took out a tissue and wiped the soup from the corner of Xie Baichen's mouth, "Have you ever eaten egg noodles with tomatoes?"

Xie Baichen was taken aback, and stroked her fingertips where the temperature had dropped.

"I've only eaten food cooked by servants." He hastily lowered his head, not looking at Yan Danqing's single-minded face.

"It's so miserable?" Yan Danqing sat on his chin, gloating and mocking, "There are so many women around me, but I'm the only one willing to cook a bowl of noodles with you?"

"Don't make it seem like you have more conscience than others," Xie Baichen replied shallowly, "If I wasn't Xie Baichen, but a poor kid with no money and power, would you be so kind to cook noodles for me?"

"It's up to you." Yan Danqing's crooked smiling eyes are like the moon hanging upside down in the sky, "If you are clean, gentle and considerate, and only have me in your heart, why don't I cook noodles with you?"

When Yan Danqing said this, it was mostly a joke.

She knew that beside him was cinnabar and Liu Mian, who was like a white moonlight. If he was tired from playing in the future and wanted to settle down, he should be with Liu Mian first.

However, Liu Mian is really good, Bingxue is smart and knowledgeable, she is the best choice for a good wife, as for herself, she can laugh and make trouble, and the passion is also fleeting.

Yan Danqing was a little bored with wild thoughts, and when he got up to pour water, he heard Xie Baichen's deep voice: "Danqing, if...in the future..., I am really like you said, dedicated and loyal, will you treat me more?" Be sincere?"

After Xie Baichen finished speaking, he was taken aback by his own question, what kind of ghostly tone was he speaking, he looked like a resentful man.

Yan Danqing's heart skipped a beat, and he spoke sweetly like a conditioned reflex: "Young Master Xie, what do you mean by being more sincere? Isn't he treating you wholeheartedly now?"

Xie Baichen's face turned cold, and he didn't bother to talk to her.

I've seen a ghost, talk to this woman who doesn't agree with me sincerely.

"Let's go." He got up, took his coat, put it on indifferently, and walked towards the door.

Yan Danqing was puzzled.

Leave after eating, do you really think her place is a restaurant?Moreover, what kind of blood-vomiting expression is that on his face?Don't you have a good time?

Xie Baichen hadn't calmed down until Bugatti drove away for a long time.Faintly, I felt that I was approaching an unknown and dangerous place.He thought he could control it well, but the fact is that the affection he poured into Danqing exceeded his expectations more and more.

He used to always think that if one day he separated from Danqing, he would owe her a lot, but now he has a deeper and deeper premonition that if that day really comes, he might be the one who is reluctant to let go.

This pot of disaster water really caught him off guard.

(End of this chapter)