Tao Xin had to poke her head out again and inform the situation: "Big brother, there are no ingredients at home, otherwise you can only boil egg noodles." ”

"It just so happens that I don't pick my mouth, and the egg noodles are not bad!" Sheng Junting turned around, looked at her with a smile, and lifted his thin lips.

Tao Xin smiled a little awkwardly and shrank in.

It's rare that the eldest young master of the dignified Sheng family doesn't pick his mouth.

She used to be a good cook, and she couldn't afford home-cooked dishes.

I thought that after getting married, I could cook for my husband well, and the two of them enjoyed the joy of life together.

As a result, after marriage, this kind of day finally came to naught, in exchange for only waiting for the food to get cold every time, and not seeing that person return.

Tao Xin skillfully heated the bottom of the pan there, preparing to fry the eggs.

At this time, Sheng Junting's long figure suddenly touched it, "Is there anything you need help with?"

"No, by the way, do you prefer noodle soup or mixed noodles?" Tao Xin was slightly stunned, but quickly recovered and focused on the eggs in the pot.

"Feel free, I'll eat whatever you do!" Sheng Junting's handsome eyebrows were stretched, and his expression was peaceful, as if he was enjoying this atmosphere.

Such cooperation made Tao Xin feel that when it came to eating, Sheng Da Shao was really easy-going, and made a special gesture, "You go to the restaurant and wait for me for a while, it's okay right away!"

Seeing that he was finally willing to move away, Tao Xin's nervous heartstrings fell.

After less than 10 minutes, two bowls of simple egg noodle soup are out of the pot.

When Tao Xin went out with a bowl first, Sheng Junting was leaning on the upper body of the back chair, and then stood upright.

The ornate chandelier overhead, casting that soft halo, enveloped his body.

It makes the outline of his facial features more three-dimensional, and there is a sense of unreality in his handsomeness.

There was a smile in his deep eyes, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Big brother, it's just a simple matter, how about you taste it?" Tao Xin staggered her gaze and looked away, after all, the man sitting there was too fascinating, and she looked a little restrained.

Sheng Jinhao never came back to eat, she went from thinking about it at the beginning, but then she became numb and numb, and she hadn't cooked for a long time.

"It looks good, I think it tastes good!" Sheng Junting's dark eyes lowered slightly, and he leaned over and made a sniffing motion.

With his green and picturesque face, there is a feeling of quiet years for a while.

When Tao Xin saw him make such an expression, her heart touched inexplicably, and she felt a kind of astringent feeling.

She always wanted to be the one who fed him, but in the end she didn't wait, but became his cousin enjoying this treatment.

Sheng Junting picked up the chopsticks and ate a big bite unceremoniously, even if he ate like this, his eating appearance was still very good.

"Don't you eat it? just looking at the noodles will be mushy!" As he had just swallowed, his textured Adam's apple slid up and down a few times, revealing an ascetic aura.

glanced at her, and there was a little puzzlement in her deep eyes.

"It's a little hot, I'll serve it!" Tao Xin turned around in embarrassment, and her little face was wrinkled in an instant.

She really wanted to knock on her head, how could she see this face of his, she would always be fugue.

Is it because I'm too lonely, or is it too deeply hurt and longing for care......

Sheng Junting was the only one left on the short table, and he stopped the chopsticks in his hand when he was eating with relish.