Wanwan, I'm back!
Su Muyang pushed open the door vigorously, forgot to take off her coat, searching for Ning Wan's figure everywhere, and finally saw the petite little girl in the kitchen.
Hearing his voice, Ning Wan turned around and smiled sweetly: Uncle, are you back?
The man was filled with mixed feelings for a moment. She surrounded her knee-length blue and white plaid apron, her soft hair was pinned behind her ears, and a ball of suspected noodles was placed on the cutting board behind her. She also had chopped green onions.
Su Muyang was wandering and didn't dare to step forward, because she was waiting at home like a virtuous and gentle little wife, but what about herself?
But he was having an affair with other women outside.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ning Wan came forward to push him out of the kitchen and said with a smirk: Uncle, go and change your clothes quickly. I'll make dinner for you, be obedient.
He was frozen in his hands and feet, and was locked outside.
When Ning Wan came out with a bowl of steaming noodles, she almost hit Su Muyang.
Because it was a little hot, she had to go around him and place the bowl on the table.
Then he hugged it from behind.
Su Muyang's voice was muffled, with an uncertain voice: Wanwan...I miss you, and don't be angry.He also knew that he had rewritten her life trajectory without authorization, but he didn't want to let go of this kind of warmth of returning home to relieve his fatigue.
Why am I angry?Ning Wan broke free from his arms, sat down at the table, and handed the hairpin, flowers, bamboo chopsticks in his hand. Uncle, this is the ramen I bought when I came back from school, kneaded it with water, and then pulled it.During the period, I failed three times when kneading the noodles, and barely formed the last time, and three times when ramen were used. In fact, I didn’t succeed in the last time. In order to keep the noodles in the middle, I specially grabbed some dough and added it... I was waiting for you to come back and boil it for you to eat.
Wanwan... Su Muyang, a man with a strong heart, would have red eyes.For some reason, his heart was floating and heavy, sometimes as heavy as iron, sometimes as light as feathers.
Shh…Don’t talk, uncle, eat it quickly, otherwise the noodles will be cold.
Um.
Su Muyang picked up a chopstick of noodles and was interrupted by her smile: Uncle, this is called longevity noodles, you cannot bite it off, it is unlucky.
Longevity noodles?
The date printed on the concert ticket suddenly flashed in his mind, and on January 17, he finally realized what day it was.
Ning Wan has been busy for so long after school, just to make him a bowl of longevity noodles, and he... His tone is choked: Wanwan, today...
Happy birthday, uncle, eat quickly, it’s already cold!Ning Wan had already sat down opposite him, pillowing her arms, looking at him with a shiny face, shining with a little cunning.
Su Muyang felt mixed feelings. He turned around and carefully stirred the noodles of uneven thickness on the chopsticks, opening his mouth to swallow... As soon as he put his mouth in his mouth, a strange smell stimulated the taste buds, which was... salty and bitter.
He finally knew that Ning Wan must have seen the scandal and was really angry, so he deliberately added too much salt to the noodle soup.
She was angry, which meant that she cared about herself and celebrated her birthday to me. It meant that she was always thinking about me. This perception made Su Muyang extremely happy, and the salty and bitter taste also tasted a little sweet...
Finally, even the soup was completely drunk. Su Muyang was still slamming his lips, and his handsome and calm face contained a smile, and he was still unsatisfied: Wanwan, is there any more?
Su Muyang pushed open the door vigorously, forgot to take off her coat, searching for Ning Wan's figure everywhere, and finally saw the petite little girl in the kitchen.
Hearing his voice, Ning Wan turned around and smiled sweetly: Uncle, are you back?
The man was filled with mixed feelings for a moment. She surrounded her knee-length blue and white plaid apron, her soft hair was pinned behind her ears, and a ball of suspected noodles was placed on the cutting board behind her. She also had chopped green onions.
Su Muyang was wandering and didn't dare to step forward, because she was waiting at home like a virtuous and gentle little wife, but what about herself?
But he was having an affair with other women outside.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Ning Wan came forward to push him out of the kitchen and said with a smirk: Uncle, go and change your clothes quickly. I'll make dinner for you, be obedient.
He was frozen in his hands and feet, and was locked outside.
When Ning Wan came out with a bowl of steaming noodles, she almost hit Su Muyang.
Because it was a little hot, she had to go around him and place the bowl on the table.
Then he hugged it from behind.
Su Muyang's voice was muffled, with an uncertain voice: Wanwan...I miss you, and don't be angry.He also knew that he had rewritten her life trajectory without authorization, but he didn't want to let go of this kind of warmth of returning home to relieve his fatigue.
Why am I angry?Ning Wan broke free from his arms, sat down at the table, and handed the hairpin, flowers, bamboo chopsticks in his hand. Uncle, this is the ramen I bought when I came back from school, kneaded it with water, and then pulled it.During the period, I failed three times when kneading the noodles, and barely formed the last time, and three times when ramen were used. In fact, I didn’t succeed in the last time. In order to keep the noodles in the middle, I specially grabbed some dough and added it... I was waiting for you to come back and boil it for you to eat.
Wanwan... Su Muyang, a man with a strong heart, would have red eyes.For some reason, his heart was floating and heavy, sometimes as heavy as iron, sometimes as light as feathers.
Shh…Don’t talk, uncle, eat it quickly, otherwise the noodles will be cold.
Um.
Su Muyang picked up a chopstick of noodles and was interrupted by her smile: Uncle, this is called longevity noodles, you cannot bite it off, it is unlucky.
Longevity noodles?
The date printed on the concert ticket suddenly flashed in his mind, and on January 17, he finally realized what day it was.
Ning Wan has been busy for so long after school, just to make him a bowl of longevity noodles, and he... His tone is choked: Wanwan, today...
Happy birthday, uncle, eat quickly, it’s already cold!Ning Wan had already sat down opposite him, pillowing her arms, looking at him with a shiny face, shining with a little cunning.
Su Muyang felt mixed feelings. He turned around and carefully stirred the noodles of uneven thickness on the chopsticks, opening his mouth to swallow... As soon as he put his mouth in his mouth, a strange smell stimulated the taste buds, which was... salty and bitter.
He finally knew that Ning Wan must have seen the scandal and was really angry, so he deliberately added too much salt to the noodle soup.
She was angry, which meant that she cared about herself and celebrated her birthday to me. It meant that she was always thinking about me. This perception made Su Muyang extremely happy, and the salty and bitter taste also tasted a little sweet...
Finally, even the soup was completely drunk. Su Muyang was still slamming his lips, and his handsome and calm face contained a smile, and he was still unsatisfied: Wanwan, is there any more?
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