Marriage pet: secretly love you 101 times

Chapter 70

Wash well, because there is no clothes, Wu Yinian can only put on the clothes for the day.

Fortunately, the weather is a bit cold now, and it is not so uncomfortable not to change clothes for a day.

However, lying on the bed, she couldn't fall asleep, tossing and turning, her eyes tightly closed.

No, still can't sleep.

too nervous?Because I signed the contract and thought about the relationship with Quan Shao in the future, so I didn't feel sleepy?

No, think too much.

She is just hungry!

Unable to overcome her growling stomach after all, she turned over and got up, opened the door, saw that the light in the study room was still on, and sneaked towards the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat.

Because every time she came to his place, it seemed that she hadn't eaten, and she always felt inexplicably embarrassed, as if she came to him just to eat.

Open the refrigerator, there is a lot of food in the refrigerator.

Speaking of which, she lived here for a week last time, and there was a lot of food in the refrigerator.

Without thinking too much, she just took the noodles and planned to eat some noodles.

"what are you doing?"

"Hiss..." The sudden sound made her hands tremble, and the noodles in her hands slid down with the sound, splashing onto the ground.

Quiet... surprisingly quiet...

He looked down at the somewhat messy kitchen, and his brows could not help but frown.

"I, I didn't do it on purpose." It was his sudden appearance that frightened her, and she spilled her face on the ground with slippery hands.

So, don't blame her.

Leng Quanting glanced at her, 80.00% understood the meaning of her expression, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Is it still his fault?

In the middle of the night, in the dark, she sneaked into the kitchen to blame him?

"In the middle of the night, you came here just to steal noodles?" Leng Quanting glanced at the expensive ingredients in the refrigerator, and then at the spilled noodles, his expression was a bit indescribable.

"I didn't steal..." Before Wu Yinian finished speaking, his eyes were dazzled by the sudden bright light.

Well, the night is dark and the wind is high, and the behavior of entering the kitchen without turning on the lights is really suspicious.

"I, I just want to eat something." Wu Yinian shrugged and said.

Leng Quanting was silent for a moment, did not speak, seemed to be looking at her.

Thinking of the information I got on the phone just now, I couldn't help but look at her again. Thinking of her aggrieved appearance squatting at the door before, I couldn't help feeling a little soft-hearted.

"Pick up the noodles."

The voice suddenly became a little gentle, and Wu Yinian thought in a trance that he had heard it wrong.

But there was no chance for her to listen to it again. Leng Quanting had already walked to the stove, turned on the fire, added water, and quickly prepared the seasoning.

Looking at his skilled movements, it is not difficult to imagine that he often does this.

Wu Yinian held the noodles, a little dazed.

When we were renting together before, she hardly noticed that he had cooked at home. Sometimes when she looked at the kitchen utensils that seemed to have been used, she had doubts about it, but she never let it go. After all, whether he cooks or not has nothing to do with her. .

But now, for some reason, she always has a strange feeling spreading from the bottom of her heart, and she can't tell what it is.

"Bring me the noodles."

His voice brought her back to reality.

He passed the noodles in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a bowl of noodles was already placed in front of him.

"Eat in the restaurant or in the room?"

"Restaurant." Wu Yinian said, and followed him to the restaurant, smelling the fragrant noodles, his saliva couldn't help but flow down.

Eating the delicious noodles, Wu Yinian couldn't think of anything else, the most important thing was to fill his stomach.

(End of this chapter)