"Good!"

Jiang Feng walked to the dining table with his face and sat down, while Chu Qingran also took off his apron, walked over, and sat opposite Jiang Feng.

"Thorny!"

Picking up a lock of noodles and putting it in his mouth, the unique taste of the pot with cabbage jumped between his lips and teeth along with the chewy hand-rolled dough.

Swallowing the noodles with satisfaction and taking another sip of soup, Jiang Feng looked at Chu Qingran, who was smiling opposite, and said in surprise: "It's still hand-rolled noodles, I've worked hard for you, get up early in the morning and start preparing these." ”

Only then did he notice that Chu Qingran was making hand-rolled noodles, combined with the rolling pins, flour and noodles on the panel that he had inadvertently swept in the kitchen before, it was speculated that Chu Qingran must have gotten up early and been making these.

"I know you're not used to machine-pressed noodles. Chu Qingran said softly, "How is it, I don't know if the craftsmanship has regressed over the years, and it is still not to your taste." ”

"Delicious, delicious, and the original one taste. Jiang Feng replied while eating.

"Hmm...... That....... Is what I made delicious or what I made delicious?" Chu Qingran asked in a slow voice with a bright gaze.

"Ahem......"

When Jiang Feng heard Chu Qingran ask this, he choked suddenly, looked at Chu Qingran with some embarrassment, and said, "It's all delicious, both of you are delicious, but the subtle taste is different, so there is no way to compare." ”

"Eat slowly. ”

Chu Qingran took out a few tissues from the paper draw on the side and handed them to Jiang Feng.

"Why did you remember to ask this?" Jiang Fengqi said.

With Chu Qingran's introverted and dignified character, this kind of question would never be asked in the past, and even if there was such a question, she would put it deeply in her heart.

Jealousy does not exist, and besides, this is obviously not jealousy.

No matter how you look at it, it is a little strange for Chu Qingran to ask this question.

Chu Qingran's expression on her face was as usual, with a gentle smile, so that people couldn't tell what she was thinking.

I saw her stretch out her white jade hand and clip a strand of messy hair in her ear behind her small white and tender ear, and said softly: "It's just a feeling, a question that has been pressed in my heart for more than ten years must be asked, and it ......."

She didn't finish her sentence and stopped.

"And what?"

Jiang Feng asked after drinking the last bit of noodle soup.

His intuition told him that the real answer to the question came after this "and".

"It's nothing, there are some things, you have to find the answers yourself, and life has to be a little mysterious. ”

Chu Qingran smiled, he didn't plan to dwell too much on this matter.

She saw that Jiang Feng finished eating, nodded with satisfaction, tied her apron again, and said with a smile: "Go and wake An An up, I'll go make another pot of boiled noodles." ”

"Hmm. ”

Jiang Feng nodded, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and walked towards the master bedroom.

In the master bedroom, An An was wearing a cartoon nightdress and a sleeping beauty, her long eyelashes were slightly upturned, and her ruddy little mouth was pouted from time to time, which was extremely cute.

"An An, get up, the sun is going to burn your little buttocks. ”

Jiang Feng smiled and stepped forward to gently pat An An's little buttocks, and said softly.

"Woo, don't, don't get up. The little girl muttered as if she were asleep.

"Mom made delicious pot noodles, doesn't An An love to eat as much as Dad, if you don't get up, you won't be able to eat it." Jiang Feng picked up his daughter and patted her on the back.

"Noodles?"

It seems that she heard the keyword again, and the little girl opened her eyes suddenly, in fact, An An didn't feel much sleepy, after all, the children went to bed early, and now they are full of sleep.

This little guy is simply lying in bed and doesn't want to get up.

However, An An is not only a little bed ghost but also a snack goods, no, as soon as he heard that there was something delicious, his cute eyes lit up.

"Yes, An An's favorite boiled pot noodles. Jiang Feng smiled, "Do you want to get up?"

"Get up, get up, eat fruit noodles. An An stood on the soft big bed, waving her little hand, full of vitality.

An An was still young, and she didn't remember the pot noodles, but she only remembered that the delicious noodles made by her mother seemed to have the word "fruit", so she kept calling the pot noodles "fruit noodles".

"Forehead......." Jiang Feng was stunned, then shook his head and smiled: "Yes, eat fruit noodles, after washing your face and brushing your teeth, we will go to eat fruit and fruit noodles." ”

The eldest daughter of the world is the biggest, and the little girl said that it was Guoguo noodles, that is, Guoguo noodles.

After some tossing, after Jiang Feng helped An An clean up here, Chu Qingran's cabbage pot noodles were also served.

"Yikes. It's really fruity noodles, so fragrant. ”

An An smelled the fragrance from afar, and as soon as she got out of the bedroom, she ran to the dining room like a little butterfly and sat in her exclusive seat.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you. Seeing that her daughter liked to eat her own breakfast so much, Chu Qingran's soft face was full of smiles.

Chu Qingran took a bowl of noodles and walked to the table and sat down.

"Hey, why doesn't Dad eat it?" the little guy thought suspiciously, looking at Jiang Feng, who was sitting next to her but not eating, and there were no noodle bowls on the table.

"Did Dad make Mom angry, so ...... That's why my mother didn't give my father food. An An thought worriedly.

Thinking of this, she stepped down from her seat, walked to Chu Qingran's side, shook Chu Qingran's arm and said, "Mom, Mom, don't be angry with Dad, don't give Dad food." ”

The little guy is pleading with his father.

Chu Qingran was stunned for a moment, obviously she didn't expect her daughter's imagination to be so wild, and suddenly laughed and said, "Mom, where didn't you let your father eat, your father had already eaten before." ”

After speaking, she looked at Jiang Feng and smiled bitterly, as if to say: Look, this is your daughter, now I know that I love you, and I will intercede for my father before I understand what is going on........

Jiang Feng was also stunned, and then reacted instantly, his heart was very warm, this is our own daughter, in the end, she is a little padded jacket, she is too well-behaved and sensible.

He can't hurt too much about such a daughter.

"An An, your mother didn't let Dad eat, Dad really ate. ”

Jiang Feng also hurriedly walked over, squatted in front of An An and said softly.

"But, but, we want to eat together. An An twisted his little finger and said.

"Together, good together, Qingran, is there still a face?" Jiang Feng hurriedly looked at Chu Qingran.

"Another thing, knowing that you were full after eating that big bowl of food before, you didn't cook a lot. Chu Qingran said.

"Not at all. Jiang Feng smiled, walked to the restaurant, took out a small half bowl of noodles from the pot, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's eat together." ”

"Eat together, hee-hee. An An also laughed.

After a beautiful meal, Jiang Feng drove An An and Chu Qingran to Jiangnan University in a car.

Today, Jiang Feng has another task, that is, to go through the procedures for restoring university-related relationships!