Chapter 29: Jajangmyeon

"Tuk Tuk Tuk ......" When Anduo tidied up and was about to go to eat mixed sauce noodles and then go to the book signing event, there was a knock on the door.

"Who, early in the morning!" Andor asked.

The moment the door opened, a tall figure shrouded Anduo, with a good-looking smile, was standing outside the door, looking at Anduo so warmly.

Andor: "You? ”

Xiran took a step forward, raised his hand, rubbed Anduo's soft hair, squinted his eyes and asked, "Little Ear, what's wrong with your expression?" Not welcome me? Come on, put this in first, and then, I'll accompany you to eat mixed noodles. ”

On Xiran's other hand, he carried a packaged easel, and on the outside of the cloth bag, the words "different colors" were written in Italian.

Wow, this is a special easel for the world's top design schools.

Anduo was so surprised that she covered her mouth with her hand, and her eyes were smiling with joy. The easel of that brand costs at least 10,000 euros, which is a luxury that Andor dreams of!

"Little fool, don't patronize and be happy, and won't let me take it in first? Not welcome me? He looked at Andor in front of him, who was a little stupid with joy.

After putting the easel, Andor and Xiran walked to the elevator one after the other, Andor couldn't hold back her excitement, she had a special emotion for the easel, just like a hunter's obsession with a shotgun.

Inside the elevator, the space seems a little cramped. Andor could hear each other's heartbeats. For Xiran's intentions, Anduo felt warmth in her heart, but she didn't know how to say thank you.

The atmosphere is a little bit raw.

"Aren't you curious how I found you?" Xiran was the first to break this silence.

"Didn't you say you searched all my profiles? Is it impossible for you to know what Young Master Xiran wants to know? Andor pulled the satchel in one hand and gently stirred her hair with the other. But the eyes did not dare to look at Xiran.

"Don't think of me as omnipotent, in fact, as long as you're around, it doesn't matter if it's nothing." When Xi Ran said this, there was a little sadness in his tone.

Anduo didn't dare to ask deeply what happened in the two years of separation, and he didn't dare to ask why he left at that time. For Xiran, she is now an indescribable emotion, and she doesn't dare to mention a word about the things of the year.

The mixed sauce noodles next to the community are Anduo's favorite food, the noodles are soft and hard, and the flavor of the mixed sauce is relatively strong.

"You're still so bad at taking care of yourself." Looking at Yu Anduo, who was about to start eating with noodles, Xiran shook her head and said, then took the bowl of noodles in her hand, raised her chopsticks, and began to stir carefully, blowing while stirring, through the rising mist, Anduo looked at Xiran's dark brown eyes, as bright and clean as before.

Time is a bit trance-like, it seems to have returned to two years ago, when Xiran and Anduo could be happy because of every minute and every second of sticking together.

Ando's eyes moistened.

"Alright, little ear, eat slowly!" Xiran gently pushed the stirred mixed sauce noodles in front of An Duo, then looked at An Duo with a smile and whispered.

The voice and demeanor were like a world away.

"Don't look at me like that anymore, I've grown up, and I'm not the same Yu Anduo I used to be. As for you, let's eat noodles too. Not long after returning to China, I don't like to eat mixed sauce noodles. Yu Anduo deliberately showed an exaggerated smile, and then raised his chopsticks and tapped on the edge of the bustling bowl.

"Yes!" Xi Ran smiled and showed a beautiful dimple.

Their echoing actions attracted the sideways attention of the people around them.