Sweetheart: Imperial school grass, please stop!

Chapter 202

When Gu Qianyi came out slowly carrying the noodles, An Zihao had already stood up from the armchair.

Before Gu Qianyi could put down the noodles, An Zihao had already reached out and snatched the noodles from her hand: "You want to starve me to death."

"Are you still hungry? You obviously... have already eaten two bowls of stewed fish with papaya." Gu Qianyi lowered his head and couldn't help muttering.

An Zihao ignored Gu Qianyi, put the bowl of noodles in front of him, quickly picked up the chopsticks, picked up the noodles and put them in his mouth.

Seeing An Zihao who was eating noodles in a hurry, Gu Qianyi couldn't help but took a few steps back.

An Zihao, who had just brought the noodles into the mouth, had a sudden meal. He stared blankly at Grandpa An and the old housekeeper who were eating vigorously beside him.

Gu Qianyi took a step forward, "Well, you better not..."

Before Gu Qianyi could finish speaking, An Zihao's movements that had just stopped suddenly accelerated. In just a short while, the noodles in the bowl were almost empty.

Gu Qianyi blinked her eyes, trying to stop An Zihao but didn't know how to say it.

"How's Qianyi? The noodles this brat cooks are okay, right?" Grandpa An smiled at An Zihao, the noodles in the bowl had already bottomed out.

An Zihao swallowed the noodles in his mouth with difficulty, and finally nodded lightly: "Mmm... delicious."

Grandpa An smiled softly, and then he and the old housekeeper picked up the bowl in unison, and drank all the soup in the bowl.

An Zihao was slightly taken aback, gritted his teeth and picked up the bowl in front of him, and the strange-smelling soup in it instantly entered his stomach.

At this time, An Zihao didn't know that his noodles were completely different from those of Grandpa An and the old housekeeper.Carefully speaking, it is not of the same grade at all, the most special thing is the soup!

After finishing the soup, An Zihao's face turned pale in an instant, and he did not forget to comfort Gu Qianyi: "They didn't fool you, the noodles are really delicious."

Listening to An Zihao's words, Gu Qianyi's face was full of guilt, and his back was covered in cold sweat: "Yes, is it?"

An Zihao unhurriedly handed the remaining bowl of stewed fish with papaya to Gu Qianyi: "Eat this, we should go to school."

Gu Qianyi looked at An Zihao who had already eaten up her "failed noodles" including the noodles and soup, but obediently nodded and took the stewed fish with papaya.

"Where's Ali?" An Zihao was suddenly not used to Ali's presence everywhere.

The servant behind him respectfully saluted him and nodded: "Young Madam, Ali said that he was afraid that the young master would kill someone to silence him, so he should avoid showing up when there is a young master."

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An Zihao narrowed his eyes, and lightly put his hand on the dining table and tapped: "Really? If you don't come out, then you don't have to come out. Uncle Zhang, just deduct Ali's five months' salary."

The old butler nodded lightly and stood up from his seat: "Good young lady."

"No, young lady! You can't treat me like this. Ali is very loyal to the An family! He is even more loyal to the young master and young lady!" Ali appeared next to An Zihao in an instant, with teary eyes. Not only does her appearance not feel charming at all, but she also feels a bit cheap.

An Zihao narrowed his cold eyes and looked at Ali, who was playing tricks in front of him, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "Why, aren't you afraid that I'll kill someone to silence you?"

(End of this chapter)