After about ten minutes.
Joan Edwin placed a bowl of noodles on the table, reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth, "Here, this is my leftover from lunch, eat it or don't."
He had an air of arrogance and swagger. If Caroline didn't know his temperament so well, she might have slapped him.
She raised her eyebrows with a faint smile, "Have you heard of an expression? 'Complaining with your mouth but enjoying it.'
The bowl of noodles was still steaming and the noodles didn't clump together, they clearly weren't leftovers from lunch.
Picking up the chopsticks, she took a bite, and the aroma filled her mouth. She closed her eyes comfortably.
It was just a bowl of noodles, but it made her feel like she was eating delicacies.
Joan sat on the sofa, "You're nothing like a female actress."
Which female actress didn't eat slowly and leisurely? On the contrary, she ate as if she hadn't tasted food for generations, and female celebrities wouldn't eat such high-calorie food.