Mu Shuyao has been so busy lately that he hasn't had time to shop for a while, and there is nothing else in the refrigerator except for a few eggs, a pack of noodles, and a few green onions with yellow tails.

Mu Shuyao cooked two bowls of green onion soy sauce noodles with simple ingredients, plus two fried eggs for one person.

Ning Hongjie came out of the shower, there were two bowls of hot noodles on the table, and Mu Shuyao was coming out with a freshly fried egg.

"That's all there is in the fridge, let's eat it."

For Ning Hongjie, the current Mu Shuyao doesn't even have the mind to curry favor.

Otherwise, even if she called the property to bring some ingredients, it would only be a matter of minutes.

She was ready to be extremely critical of Ning Hongjie and even anger him.

However, when she put down the omelette and dragged a chair to sit down and picked up the chopsticks to eat, she actually heard him say on the other side, "Well, it's quite delicious......

Mu Shuyao knew that his cooking skills were barely good, but a bowl of chicken essence soy sauce soup plus a handful of noodles and a few green onions sprinkled on top, such an ordinary bowl of noodles, he actually said it was delicious?

Other people, when they say such things, Mu Shuyao will treat the other party as if they were saying kind words.

People like Ning Hongjie never disdain to say kind words, especially to her.

Because, with his status and status, there is no need to pretend to say some kind words to cater to or please anyone.

"Mr. Ning, are you talking back?"

Ning Hongjie raised his eyebrows and glanced at her strangely, "Why should I say the opposite?" It's delicious! ”

Then, as if to prove that he didn't say anything back, it didn't take long for him to eat all the big bowl of noodles.

It's just that he is obviously extremely fast, but he still eats elegantly and calmly, and he doesn't know how this skill is practiced, anyway, Mu Shuyao thinks he can't do it.

When she finished eating the noodles, she stretched out her chopsticks to grab an omelette, but found that the plate was empty, not to mention the eggs, not even a bit of crumbs left.

And Ning Hongjie had already put down his chopsticks and stood up with a chair.

Mu Shuyao looked at him dumbfounded, "Mr. Ning, did you eat all the fried eggs?" ”

Ning Hongjie was not ashamed at all, "I ate it, it's not bad, the two are just right, and the two are overripe." ”

Mu Shuyao himself loves to eat soft-hearted fried eggs, and thinking of such a picky person as him, he specially fried two cooked ones for him.

Mu Shuyao complained very dissatisfied, "Mr. Ning! Two of the four eggs are mine! ”

Ning Hongjie didn't even look at her, pushed away the chair and walked out of the dining room, "You have to lose weight, eat less!" ”

Mu Shuyao was so angry that he wanted to flip the table.

By the time she finished washing the dishes, Ning Hongjie had already changed her clothes and was ready to go to work with her bag in her bag.

He bent down to put on his shoes in the hallway, and shouted to Mu Shuyao, who was sitting in the living room scrolling through his mobile phone.

"I'll deal with the gossip things, someone comes to ask, don't respond for the time being."

Ning Hongjie rarely spoke so well, I don't know if he really believed Mu Shuyao's explanation, or was sold by her bowl of clear soup noodles and four fried eggs.

Anyway, under the same roof as him for more than two years, it is rare to see Ning Hongjie who is so pleasant-looking.

Since Ning Hongjie asked her not to respond, Mu Shuyao simply turned off the phone and continued to draw design drawings in the study.

It wasn't until noon that she wanted to order takeout that she turned on her phone.

As soon as the phone is turned on, a long list of missed calls and unseen messages gush out.

Mu Shuyao pulled all the way down from the top, and among the missed calls, there were a few Rao Wenzhe's, and two were Chang Ruoru's.

Then, unexpectedly, there were a few more calls from Mu Quancheng.