Quan Shaoyi is deeply in love

Chapter 307 Quan Mo cooks the noodles himself?

The young man suddenly said mysteriously: "We'll talk after we meet."

"it is good."

After the call was cut off, Luoxi gripped the phone tightly, feeling unsure how excited she was.

Because of Han Bing's existence, her mother has been unable to be the hostess of the Luo family in an open and honest manner.

Now that woman is dead, who else can stop it?
City F——

It was late at night, and Luo Huan stood alone by the window in a daze, and the position she was facing was the direction of the cemetery.

Her thoughts were confused, and she always felt that the reason why Wen lived in Luo's house in the first place was not simple, but she didn't even remember it?
No one seemed to have told her why He Yiwen lived in Luo's house!

Also, what was she trying to hide when she leaked words in the hospital?
The more she thought about it, the more wrong she became. Luo Huan knew that she had to investigate. In order not to irritate her father, she couldn't ask him directly.

Detective agency please?

It seems that this is the only way. When she returns to the imperial capital, she will send someone to investigate immediately.

There was a trace of solemnity on the delicate face, Luo Huan sighed, and then stretched out his hand to close the curtain.

As soon as she turned around, the mobile phone on the table rang, it was a message.

:have you slept?

After placing her fingers on the keyboard for a few seconds, she put down the phone again.

It's so late, and the answer is not sleeping... It doesn't seem very good.

While Luo Huan was still hesitating, there was a sudden knock on the door, which startled her!
Impossible?How does that man know that she hasn't slept yet?
In order to pretend a bit, she messed up her hair, walked slowly to the door and opened it: "Is there something wrong?"

The black eyes fell on her face for a few seconds, Quan Mo smiled lightly: "Sleeping?"

Why does it feel like he's smiling a little...weirdly?
"Um……"

"Then I woke you up?"

"It's not counted, is it?"

Suddenly, the stern man stretched out his hand to grab her, and took her out directly: "I have prepared supper, come and eat."

She was surprised: "Supper, did you cook it?"

"Well, tomato and egg noodles, try it."

Sitting on the sofa, Luo Huan looked at the two steaming bowls of noodles, a little in disbelief.

"Did you really do this?" she asked.

"Do not believe?"

"No, that's not what it means, the color looks okay."

When she was praising herself, Quan Mo raised the corner of her mouth and handed the chopsticks to her hand: "Taste it, you are the first person to taste my craftsmanship."

She never thought that he would cook supper for herself.

Thinking of the last breakfast, Luo Huan's heart gradually warmed up: "Thank you."

Picking up the noodles with the chopsticks, she found a pair of eyes staring at her. She raised her eyebrows: "I can't eat you like this."

"I'll have to watch you take the first bite before I can be sure that this noodle is not to your liking."

He is worried about his feelings. In order to comfort him, he said it was delicious even if it was not good?

Smiling, Luo Huan followed him and put the noodles in his mouth.

To be honest, the color looks good, but the taste is... quite ordinary.

Seeing her frowning, Quan Mo immediately asked, "Isn't it delicious?"

Luo Huan chose a tactful answer: "I can't say it's not delicious."

"Isn't that delicious?"

"A little light."

"It's not good to eat too much salt, so I put less salt, is it very light?"

So the stern man took the chopsticks from her hand and ate her bowl.

Luo Huan's face suddenly turned red!
His noodles are right in front of him, why grab her chopsticks to eat her noodles!

Apparently, someone didn't have any 'consciousness' at all, following her words: "It's bland, tasteless, and unpalatable."

After speaking, Quan Mo stood up: "What do you want to eat, I'll pack it."

"No need, although the taste is mild, it's not inedible."

Seeing her immediately pick up the other pair of chopsticks to eat the noodles after finishing speaking, Quan Mo frowned for a while, and then laughed again.

(End of this chapter)