Thinking of this, Qiao Yue turned her head and asked, "Is it okay to cook noodles?" ”

Su Mingyuan looked at her and nodded casually.

With Su Mingyuan's approval, Qiao Yue took the noodles, and the vegetables and eggs were about to enter the kitchen, when she heard Su Mingyuan say, "Make more." ”

Qiao Yue didn't speak, nodded, and came back to get another egg. It seems that Su Mingyuan really didn't eat anything tonight, otherwise how could he be so hungry.

Cooking noodles is actually very simple, but cooking delicious is not so simple, and Qiao Yue's best thing is boiled green vegetable egg noodles.

In the past, for a long time, in order to save money, Qiao Yue often cooked noodles by herself, and how to cook the bland and tasteless noodles deliciously became Qiao Yue's most concerned thing.

Practice makes perfect, put it on the boiled noodles, probably like Qiao Yue cooking noodles, boiling and boiling, you can do it.

In order to save time, Qiao Yue never put oil in the noodles, just put water to boil, and then below, green vegetables and eggs, with a little seasoning, the taste is light but naturally delicious.

Qiao Yue put the water first, and then while the water was boiling, she began to wash the vegetables, cut the green onions, and chop and chop, Qiao Yue suddenly remembered the past.

When she was in Sumu Village before, once her parents and Su Mingyuan's parents were not at home, they also cooked noodles together.

At that time, Qiao Yue was still a little girl who didn't touch the spring water with her fingers, let alone cooking, and rarely even entered the kitchen.

She remembered that she cooked noodles once that day, and she almost turned the kitchen of Su Mingyuan's house upside down, and after eating the noodles, the two of them cleaned up for a long time before they were properly cleaned up.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yue couldn't help but laugh, she looked down at the half-cut green onions, suddenly stopped, and then poured all the chopped green onions into the trash.

Because she remembered that Su Mingyuan didn't like to eat green onions.

That time she cooked noodles, she also put chopped green onions, and Su Mingyuan picked them for a long time, and the noodles were about to be lumped, so the two of them picked up the green onions in his bowl.

At that time, Qiao Yue was thinking that Su Mingyuan, the male god who had always been cold, still had such a cute and persistent time.

Since then, Qiao Yue has remembered that Su Mingyuan doesn't like green onions.

Qiao Yue's hands and feet were very sharp, but it was only ten minutes, and the noodles were cooked, and when Qiao Yue served the noodles out, Su Mingyuan was already sitting at the table.

"The noodles are ready." Qiao Yue said as she carefully brought the hot noodle bowl to Su Mingyuan.

In the heat, Su Mingyuan seemed to see the girl who was sweating profusely in Sumu Village in order to cook noodles for him.

Su Mingyuan lowered his head and saw the noodle bowl on the table, eggs and vegetables neatly placed on the noodles, looking fresh and appetizing, completely without the shadow of the indiscriminate stew back then.

"Come and have some food with me." Su Mingyuan glanced at Qiao Yue, who was standing next to him, and said lightly.

"Huh?" Qiao Yue didn't expect Su Mingyuan to say this suddenly, and when she saw his eyes, she sighed, nodded, and turned around to go to the kitchen.

Qiao Yue was actually hungry, just now in the Thai restaurant, she didn't eat a few bites of pineapple rice at all, and walked around the street for another afternoon, just when she was cooking noodles, she smelled the fragrance of noodles, and her stomach couldn't help but gurgle.

Su Mingyuan was actually not hungry, when he was in the restaurant, he noticed that the food ordered on Qiao Yue's table was not eaten at all, although he didn't know why the girl named Gong Lele was lying.