Chapter 53 Who Moved My Face?

Two large bowls of steaming noodles were brought to the table. Qiao Lian handed the chopsticks to Shen Liangchuan, and picked them up with bright eyes.

After eating the hot noodles, her hunger finally subsided, and she realized that Shen Liangchuan had never moved his chopsticks, just staring at the noodles.

She swallowed the noodles in her mouth, and said vaguely: "Mr. Shen, eat it. My younger brother didn't like to eat my noodles before, but later he thought it was super delicious."

Speaking of this, she lowered her head and smiled very modestly, "Although I feel so-so after eating it myself, you can try it."

She picked up Shen Liangchuan's chopsticks, and handed them to him expectantly.

That blessing looks like a pet that has done something good and is waiting to be praised.

Shen Liangchuan frowned, took the chopsticks, picked up the noodles and put them into his mouth.

The taste is very ordinary, the meat is a bit old, the noodles are a bit rotten, and even the vegetables are overcooked.

Shen Liangchuan swallowed the noodles, looked up and saw her eager eyes, "Mr. Shen, is it delicious?"

Her eyes were very dark and bright, and her teeth were bright and white. At this moment, she was so beautiful that his heartbeat stopped for half a beat.

But this kind of reaction made Shen Liangchuan suddenly feel embarrassed.

He stood up abruptly, threw his chopsticks on the table, and said coldly, "The noodles are simply hard to swallow."

After the words fell, he turned around and went directly upstairs.

Qiao Lian was dumbfounded!

It wasn't until Shen Liangchuan's figure disappeared at the stairs that he regained his senses.

She lowered her head, took a bite of the noodles, pouted her mouth and tasted it carefully, although it was indeed not as delicious as what her father and younger brother said, but it wasn't... so unpalatable that she lost her temper, right?
Is it because he has too much temper, or is her face really so insane?

Qiao Lian shook her head, forget it, Shen Yingdi's tongue is made of gold, but she did it to fill her stomach.

After eating up a bowl of noodles, Qiao Lian patted her stomach contentedly, and looked at Shen Liangchuan's bowl of noodles.

Zhang Hong and the other nannies look down on her now, maybe they won't prepare breakfast for her tomorrow morning, so... I will save this bowl of noodles for tomorrow morning.

Like another bowl, Qiao Lian went upstairs.

Entering the master bedroom, she found that Shen Liangchuan was not in the room.

She didn't think much of it and went to bed.

Half an hour later, Shen Liangchuan came out of the study.

Standing in the corridor on the second floor, he could see the bowl of noodles he had just eaten on the dining table.

It was obviously such a common taste, even a little unpalatable, but it seemed like poppy was added, which made him uneasy.

By coincidence, he went downstairs step by step, stood in front of the dining table, picked up the chopsticks, and took another bite.

The noodles were completely cold, and he couldn't eat any taste, but he seemed to be possessed by a demon, so he picked up another chopstick.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had eaten all the noodles in the bowl.

He stared blankly at the bowl of noodles, his expression suddenly became forlorn, and a trace of struggle flashed on his cold cheek.

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The next day, when Qiao Lian opened her eyes, she found that her side was still empty. Presumably, Shen Liangchuan didn't return to his room yesterday.

A sense of emptiness flashed in her heart, she quickly adjusted her mood, and went downstairs after washing.

The nannies were up and cleaning, and breakfast wasn't ready yet.

Qiao Lian walked to the dining table and saw the noodle bowl with only a little soup left at a glance. Her eyes widened and she asked loudly unconsciously, "Who stole my noodles?!"

(End of this chapter)

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