135. The contest between steak and beef noodles 3

readx; Staring at him without blinking and swallowing the noodles, Ye Zhixia asked nervously, "Is it delicious?" ā€

Actually, this kind of noodle soup is not to his taste, but looking at her bright and expectant eyes, Yin Mochen still nodded: "Not bad." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Hearing the affirmative answer, Ye Zhixia curled his eyebrows and smiled at him: "Actually, spicy tastes better!" You eat and eat and watch me, and keep you wanting to take a second bite after you finish eating! ā€

Looking at the small mouth in front of him, the man's dark eyes flashed. In fact, he wants to taste her more than noodles now.

And Ye Zhixia didn't know the crooked thoughts in his heart at all, so he rolled the noodles into a small ball with chopsticks and handed them to his mouth: "You open your mouth to taste it, it is guaranteed to be better than yours!" ā€

Yin Mochen hesitated for two seconds, leaned over slightly, and sucked the noodles on the chopsticks into her spit with her hand. The numb and spicy sensation immediately spreads on the tip of the tongue.

Ye Zhixia stared at him intently, trying to find even a little liking from his expression. However, the man was too calm, just chewed slowly and methodically, swallowed elegantly, and couldn't tell whether the noodles were delicious or bad in his opinion.

"How's that, how's that? Isn't it much better than yours? She asked, like a child in need of recognition.

The man's eyes fell on her red and bright lips, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked: "Well, it's good." "I believe her taste will be better.

Hearing this, Ye Zhixia raised the corners of his mouth and smiled happily. Then I used the chopsticks that had been bitten by the man to solve the remaining half of the bowl of noodles, and I didn't realize how ambiguous it was to share a pair of chopsticks.

Looking at the girl in front of him who was eating unrestrainedly, there was more tenderness in the man's eyes that even he had never noticed.

After eating and paying, Yin Mochen drove Ye Zhixia to the alley of Dawang Street.

The girl unbuckled her seat belt and said to him, "Uncle, I'm leaving!" ā€

Seeing that she was carrying her schoolbag and preparing to get out of the car, the man reached out and touched her shoulder and patted her gently: "Go back and sleep well, and go to class tomorrow." Don't think about anything else, I'll take care of it for you. ā€

"Hmm." Ye Zhixia listened to his advice, his heart was warm, and he raised a bright smile at him, "Uncle, I caused you a lot of trouble today, thank you!" If you need help with anything in the future, just ask! Closing the door, she waved at the people in the window, turned and entered the alley.

Help? He wanted nothing but the key around her neck, and the whereabouts of the other key. This favor, I'm afraid that one day he will still need her to help him completely.

It's just that I don't know if by that time, she will be able to be as grateful to him as he is now?

It wasn't until he watched her figure disappear at the mouth of the alley that Yin Mochen turned the car around and left. Time is pressing, and the old guys of the Blue Dragon Society are also starting to act, and it seems that he has to hurry up.

Ye Zhixia took the key to open the courtyard door, and when he looked up, he found a person sitting in the courtyard. The thick ointment on the man's leg had not yet been removed, and a wooden cane lay on the ground at his feet.

"Mother?" She opened her eyes in astonishment and looked at Ye Wanqing, who was full of anger.

It turned out that after they left, the head teacher felt that Ye Zhixia's injury was too serious, so he still notified Ye Wanqing. After listening to Hu Zhichang's words, she went through the discharge procedures on the spot and went home to wait for her!