Surprisingly, it was Tang Qiaoer and Shen Jingjue!
It is unimaginable that a billionaire CEO who was born into a noble family and has always been aloof and arrogant would actually condescend to his position and spend the whole night with his beloved woman. He usually only eats high-quality carbohydrates, but now he is showing off his midnight snacks like crazy, and Tang Qiaoer brutally feeds him fried skewers, which makes his mouth full of greasy food!
Anyone who sees it will be frightened!
"Is it delicious?" Tang Qiaoer smiled brightly, picked up a napkin and wiped his lips gently.
As soon as the man's mouth was wiped clean, he couldn't help but kiss her Ying Fei's soft lips, "It's delicious. What can I eat with my woman? It's not the most delicious thing in the world."
The sound was very loud, causing two charming blushes to ripple on Tang Qiaoer's cheeks, and even the old lady making the noodles burst into laughter.
Handsome men and beautiful women, made in heaven, with endless love...
Whoever sees this will not laugh.
"Tch...it seems like you only think it tastes good for my sake."
Tang Qiaoer pretended to be angry and curled her lips, "If you don't like it, just say so. I don't like you to accommodate me and please me. I won't bring you here next time."
Shen was startled and felt his crow-feather eyelashes trembling slightly. He reached over the little woman with his long arms and took two condiment bottles from the far left side of the table.
One is pepper and one is balsamic vinegar.
Then, he carefully added the two ingredients to Tang Qiaoer's noodle bowl, stirred it again, and urged in a warm voice: "Try it quickly."
Tang Qiaoer blinked her apricot eyes, picked up her chopsticks, took a few mouthfuls, and scooped up two more spoons of soup to drink.
Suddenly, her eyes widened and she looked at Shen Jingjue with surprise, her little claws waving in the air.
"Oh! It's delicious! It's delicious! Although there are only simple seasonings, the taste has been upgraded to a new level. Why are you so talented?"
Shen Jingjue stared at her deeply, smiling as shyly as a young man, "Qiao'er, you said I said it was delicious just to accommodate you and cater to you, then you are really wrong.
Before I was taken back to the Shen family, such an inconspicuous food stall was, to my mother and me at that time, a delicious delicacy that we could feast on. "
Tang Qiaoer's heart was stabbed, and her breath stagnated in her chest.
She thought she had learned a lot about this man's unknown past from Wu's mother, but now she realized that it was far from the tip of the iceberg.
If he didn't tell her personally, she might not know about many things for the rest of her life, and it would be even more unimaginable.
The snacks that she occasionally came to spice up her life were, to Shen Jingjue in her childhood, a recurring part of her daily life.
"When I was a child, I would always feel hungry after helping my mother with chores, so my mother would take me to a stall to eat noodles."
Shen Jingjue slowly turned the plastic water cup and lowered his eyes and fell into the dusty memories, "In order to save money, my mother would only order one portion for me, but there would definitely be meat in it.
She was afraid that it would taste boring to me, so she would add some homemade condiments to the noodles. My favorite flavor is adding pepper and balsamic vinegar, which is sour and spicy, very enjoyable.
Later, when I grew up, every time I had the chance to eat noodles, I would do the same. It’s just that now, I no longer have the opportunity to enjoy the taste of my childhood. "
After a while, there was a sad silence in the air.
Shen Jingjue suddenly came to his senses at this moment, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, Qiao'er, look what I'm doing by mentioning this... I really miss the pleasure of eating."
When the sound fell, Tang Qiaoer's eyes were red and filled with crystal tears. She held his face with both hands and sealed it with a kiss.
