Chapter 171: A Bowl of Noodles

"Okay then." Su Yang replied after thinking about it.

Compared to the milk soaked by the mother, the food cooked by the mother is still more delicious!

And he can also drink milk during the day!

"Then Daddy will tell you a story, go to sleep." Su Zimo touched Su Yang's head with great relief and said softly.

"Okay." Su Yang responded.

He promised his mother to sleep well!

It was already nearly half an hour after Su Zimo put Su Yang to sleep, and he walked out of the bedroom softly and closed the door.

"Aren't you foaming today?" Mother Yang asked out loud.

"Auntie, you haven't slept yet, have you? I plan to let Yangyang stop drinking milk at night in the future, because drinking milk at night is not good for children's stomach. Su Zimo replied softly.

"Yangyang agreed?" Mother Yang asked, looking at the bedroom door.

"Well, Yangyang is very well-behaved." Su Zimo also looked at the bedroom door and said.

"That's okay, you go back early, I'll go to bed too." Mother Yang nodded.

She had already gone back to the room, but she didn't wait for Su Zimo to come over and knock on the door to soak milk, so she was a little uneasy, so she came out of the living room and waited for Su Zimo to come out and ask about the situation.

"I want to wait in the living room, I have something I want to say, is that okay?" Su Zimo stood up straight and asked.

It was as if he was facing some kind of dean.

"Will she come back late, you also have a day with the child, or tomorrow." Mother Yang said.

It is not easy to take care of children, although Yangyang is very well-behaved.

"It's okay, I'm not tired at all with Yangyang." Su Zimo said with a smile.

"Then since you want to wait, just wait." After Mother Yang finished speaking, she walked to her room.

"Good night, aunt." Su Zimo said to Yang Mu's back.

"Good night to you, too." Mother Yang turned around and said.

After finishing speaking, Mother Yang went back to the room, while Su Zimo turned on the TV, lowered the volume and sat on the sofa waiting for Yang Qianqian to come back.

After sitting for a while, Su Zimo looked at the kitchen.

Then he went to the kitchen and ordered a bowl of noodles.

When the noodles are ready, there is movement at the door.

Su Zimo didn't wait for the door to open from the outside, he walked directly to the door and opened the door from the inside.

"You're back." Su Zimo said with a smile.

"Huh? Why haven't you gone back yet? Yang Qianqian was obviously frightened by the door that suddenly opened from the inside.

She still had the key to open the door.

"I have something to tell you." Su Zimo helped Yang Qianqian put the slippers at her feet and said.

"Oh, what's wrong?" Because of the fright just now, Yang Qianqian didn't react at all that their current state was so much like the way an ordinary couple got along.

"Come in first, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles and talk while eating." Su Zimo said as he reached out and took her bag from Yang Qianqian.

Yang Qianqian sat down at the dining table in a daze.

"It's easy to get fat when you eat noodles at night." Yang Qianqian looked at the face in front of him and said.

"You have such a lot of work today, just eat a bowl of noodles, you won't." Su Zimo put the chopsticks in Yang Qianqian's hand and said.

Yang Qianqian looked at the noodles in front of him, and ate them with a ghost.

The main thing is not that the noodles attract her, but the care and care in Su Zimo's bowl of noodles.

When did she come home from work at night and someone cooked noodles for her?

Back in the day, her dream was to have someone cook hot noodles for her when she came home in the evening.

But in the end, she always fills her stomach with takeout or convenience food.