What do you mean?

Can't please a bowl of noodles?

Want more?

Jin Hanchen's tone loosened a little, and An Zuo also calmed down, secretly calculating. She has lost her armor and must fight for every inch of land!

After a while, he asked tentatively.

"One more egg?"

"......" Jin Hanchen glanced at her, he didn't even want to eat that nasty dog, could he Jin Hanchen eat it? Can you eat it?

"Or do you want to add ham?" This isn't a dark dish, he should be okay with it, right?

Jin Hanchen glanced at him and raised two fingers. An Zuo was flattered and confirmed.

"Two hams?"

"Stupid, it's two bowls of noodles, two bowls of ......"

Yesterday he was so busy that he didn't have time to eat, and this morning he was so angry that he was very hungry now, very hungry!

What's more, the noodles are made by her Anzuo, and Anzuo makes them!

"Okay! Guest, you eat first, and the small ones will prepare now! ”

An Zuo was pleasantly surprised and went to the kitchen.

Jin Hanchen looked at her busy figure, her pretty appearance gradually overlapped with the memory, and his eyes were a little hot.

This scene was five years late. Fortunately, he finally came!

Jin Hanchen lowered his head and took a bite, his sword eyebrows twisted slightly, and his gentle face was a little pale. Half an hour later, he ate the whole bowl without saying a word.

When An Zuo came out, he saw Jin Hanchen staring at the empty bowl in a daze, looking deep and focused, as if he was enduring something. Her heart tightened, and she was a little uneasy. Did you make this tyrannosaurus unhappy again?

"You...... What's wrong? ”

Jin Hanchen didn't say anything, just took the bowl over and ate it by himself. Soon, a bowl of noodles bottomed out.

He squeezed the hand of the chopsticks, his strength was so great that his bones were a little pale, and his eyes were staring at the noodle bowl, and his face became more and more gloomy and heavy.

Such Jin Hanchen made An Zuo a little scared, and subconsciously took half a step back and asked carefully.

"Yes...... Isn't it tasty? ”

Jin Hanchen's shoulders trembled faintly, and suddenly, he raised his hand and knocked over the bowl, and the soup splashed everywhere, sprinkled on his white shirt, and also sprinkled in An Zuo's heart.

Even if he didn't appreciate it, there was no need to humiliate her so much, right?

An Zuo's expression darkened, and his lips were cold.

"Jin Hanchen, don't you think you're going too far?"

"Am I excessive?" Jin Hanchen's fierce gaze shot at An Zuo and asked. "It's been five years, you tell me, who else have you done this for in the past five years? Who else did it for? ”

"Does this have anything to do with you?" No matter who you make it for, it's better than giving it to this bastard!

An Zuo's stubbornness completely angered Jin Hanchen. He grabbed An Zuo's wrist and yelled.

"Answer me! Who has it been made for? ”

An Zuo couldn't break free even if she struggled, and the anger of being humiliated made her a little out of control, and she lowered her head and bit Jin Hanchen's arm, hard, hard.

Jin Hanchen didn't move, let her bite. Anyway, the pain in his body is less than one-ten-thousandth of what he has in his heart.

When he thought that what he cherished was given to someone else by her, he went crazy with jealousy!

"Come on, pluck the skin of that pesky dog!"

With Jin Hanchen's order, Simba's screams soon came from outside the house.

An Zuo's sanity was also pulled back little by little, and when she reacted, her mouth was full of rust. On Jin Hanchen's arm, the tooth marks penetrated deep into his skin, and blood beads were pouring out. And he was glaring at her angrily.

"Sir, dog......" Sankoh came in from outside, embarrassed for instructions.

Anzuo saw Sanko holding Simba who had fainted in his arms. As soon as the legs were weak, the body fell down. Jin Hanchen's eyes quickly hugged her, and his thin lips opened lightly.

"It's not dead. If you don't tell the truth, I can't guarantee it! ”