The feeling of home

About ten minutes later, a bowl of steaming hot, fragrant poached egg, ham, and vegetable noodles was ready.

Lin Yi came out with the bowl of noodles and looked at the man lying on the sofa.""Get up and eat the noodles."

Thinking that he would be more comfortable on the sofa, she placed the bowl of noodles on the coffee table.

Liang Jingchuan didn't argue and sat up straight.

In fact, she had already been pretentious. If she continued to be pretentious, she would only be tormenting her stomach.

Lin Yi handed him a pair of chopsticks, and he took the egg and started eating.

Lin Yi was a little speechless as she watched him gobble down the food. It seemed like he was really famished.

"How old are you? can't you take care of yourself?" she asked helplessly. If you're hungry, you have to eat. "

When Liang Jingchuan heard this, he frowned slightly. He didn't like Lin Yi's tone. She sounded like an adult while he was a child.