Lin Yincheng didn't let her wait too long, and soon served two bowls of fragrant noodles.

Although it is just a home-cooked green vegetable egg lean meat noodles, the taste is unusually good, full of the smell of fireworks in the world.

Zhong Lingxin took a bite of the fried golden egg and drank a mouthful of delicious noodle soup.

She felt that all her internal organs had been thoroughly ironed by this soup.

The pores of the whole body are comfortably open from top to bottom.

Oh Mom, how can it be so delicious!

This man is such a hidden treasure.

In addition to being taciturn, his personality is a little indifferent, and it seems that there is really nothing to complain about.

"It's so delicious, Lin Yincheng, your cooking skills are really good! In the future, with you, we will be blessed. ”

Zhong Lingxin's eyes flashed with little stars, and he spared no effort to blow rainbow farts at him.

Lin Yincheng straightened up, sat quietly on the side, put his hand on the table, his index finger tapped the table, and did not speak.

Zhong Lingxin raised his head from the bowl, glanced at him, and lowered his head to destroy the large bowl of noodles.

He really doesn't like to talk.

But that doesn't affect her happy mood eating.

Zhong Lingxin couldn't help but glance at the hand on the table with his peripheral vision, his fingers were jointed, slender and beautiful, and the nails with crescent moon were clean and neat, revealing a faint pink, inexplicably good-looking.

Zhong Lingxin's heartbeat somehow sped up by a beat.

She picked up the soup bowl and quickly drank the last bit of soup at the bottom of the bowl, then gently put it back on the table.

"Do you want more?" Lin Yincheng's thin lips moved and asked softly.

Zhong Lingxin hesitated for a moment, and the non-existent shame crept out.

They have just met each other, and they still need to take care of a little image.

Otherwise, she could have drunk the whole pot of soup, and no one could snatch her.

She patiently put down her chopsticks, shook her head, pushed away her chair, and stood up.

Lin Yincheng's eyes moved, stained with a trace of imperceptible disappointment.

He glanced at the glamorous man with a dazzling appearance, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously pursed slightly.

There is a past between him and her that he doesn't know.

The thought of this made his heart wrinkle together as if he had eaten a lemon.

Now seeing the food Zhong Lingxin made for himself, he is very enthusiastic.

The corners of Lin Yincheng's mouth couldn't help but want to curl, and his mood gradually brightened.

Those indifferent eyes showed a hint of warmth.

Ren Mingyu stood silently aside, constantly rubbing his chin.

His gaze wandered between Lin Yincheng and Zhong Lingxin, catching a hint of gossip.

Something didn't feel right between them.

It seems to have formed a small world that no one can get into.

Ren Mingyu's gaze stayed on Lin Yincheng's body and looked at him from top to bottom.

That man is a little better-looking, and his appearance is only a little worse than him.

But there is a sense of indifference that no one can enter.

He stood here from a distance, and he could feel a cold breath that was about to freeze people.

Ren Mingyu sank his eyes, and the emotions in his eyes were unpredictable.

The little cabbage at home seems to be arched away by the pigs outside.

An indescribable strange feeling surged up in his heart.

Lu Qianzhe had long left Ren Mingyu behind, and now he only had that pot of soup in his eyes.

Impatiently, he ran to the stove and filled a bowl of noodles.

If you are a single dog, you have to do it yourself and have enough food and clothing.

Lu Qianzhe took a deep breath of the aroma greedily.

Then he began to bury his head in gobbling up, and did not forget to stretch out a thumb to express his admiration to Lin Yincheng.

Up to the hall, down to the kitchen.

If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?

The sound of eating noodles is like a magic sound piercing your ears.

Ren Mingyu's brows gradually frowned, and his mood became even more irritable.

He couldn't help but cough lightly, reminding everyone of his existence.

Zhong Lingxin had just been soothed by the food, and the corners of his lips were raised in a good mood.

She looked at Ren Mingyu with a smile and asked:

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?"

This guy has money in his family, and he should enter the safe zone of the federation just like in his previous life.

Zhong Lingxin was really a little curious about his purpose for finding himself.

Ren Mingyu pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly.

The peach blossom eyes couldn't help but raise slightly, and their eyes were dark and uncertain.

This unconscionable fellow.

When you have something to ask for, you call Brother Mingyu.

Now he doesn't even shout at his brother.

Sure enough, it wasn't his delusion, she really changed.

Even if Ren Mingyu was unhappy, he still answered Zhong Lingxin's question softly.

"I've done everything you told me, I'm going to see a good show!"

The gentle voice, with a hint of rising tail, has an indescribable arrogance.

Zhong Lingxin looked at his eyes expecting praise and affirmation.

The smile on her face deepened a little, and a little heat ignited somewhere in her heart.

"Thank you, Brother Mingyu."

Ren Mingyu stared at the sweet smiling face.

The whole person was in a trance for a while.

He seemed to see Zhong Lingxin who followed closely behind him when he was a child and called his brother with a smile.

Ren Mingyu couldn't help but stride to Zhong Lingxin's side and slowly stretched out his hand.

A doting smile appeared on his face, wanting to touch her soft hair again.

Ren Mingyu didn't know what happened to Zhong Lingxin to make her seem like a different person.

She is no longer as soft and soft as a glutinous rice dumpling as before.

Now she is like a sharp knife, full of sharpness.

But as long as Zhong Lingxin still calls him brother.

Then she is still her cute little sweetheart, never the same.

The beautiful and well-behaved girl turned her head sideways, smiled and thanked her, and the young and beautiful man stretched out his hand with a gentle face.

In the quiet basement, the scene looks warm and right.

But it inexplicably stabbed Lin Yincheng's eyes.

He still sat upright, his eyes slightly lowered.

His long eyelashes obscured his eyes, and there was no expression on his face as always.

But those slender and white hands were on the table, imperceptibly curled back and forth.

Obviously, his heart is not at all as calm as it appears on the surface.

Lin Yincheng stood up with a swoop and suddenly grabbed Zhong Lingxin's wrist.

The strength of his hand was so great that he dragged her to his side.

Lin Yincheng's palms were slightly sweaty, and his thin lips were pursed.

He was afraid that the hand would resist and even break free of him.

Zhong Lingxin was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and looked up at him a little blankly.

Ren Mingyu's outstretched hand stayed in mid-air for a moment.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.

This person is so stingy that he won't even let him touch it.

"Who is this?"

As if he had just discovered Lin Yincheng's existence, Ren Mingyu couldn't help but look at Zhong Lingxin jokingly.