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He sat in front of this bowl of "noodles", picked up one of them with chopsticks, took a bite, and smiled coolly, "Excuse me, is this for people or pigs?"
A sarcasm made Wanwan dumbfounded.
He picked up one of the broken noodles again, deliberately making things difficult: "Section by section, may I ask, Miss Xia Weiwan, do you want me to live a short life?"
Slap the chopsticks, as if you are being cruel.
"I don't want 'Longevity' noodles!" He also added, "It's the kind with eggs!" How can he pass it off so easily? No instant noodles, let alone eggs like this, it is very unappetizing for people to see.
He clearly knew that he was a little bit "show you face, you are shameless", but he just wanted to make things difficult for his good roommate. Let's see if she is so angry that she ignores him, or continues to "swallow her anger".
"But, I don't know how to cook¡ª" Wan Wan was in a dilemma.
It is because of her poor cooking skills that she is accompanied by instant noodles every day.
His guess was correct, obviously, it was the latter.
"Xia Weiwan, don't you have any temper?" He asked angrily.
Even though this is a very bad bowl of noodles, if someone is so ignorant and dares to talk to him like this, he will definitely leave the table.
She froze for a moment.
"Ihave a temper" When he disliked that her cooking was unpalatable, and it was pig food, she also felt a little sad.
Although, it is true.
"But, today is your birthday" she whispered.
It is said that Shou Xinggong is the biggest, so of course she has to let him and not make him angry.
"Are you secretly checking on me?" His eyebrows raised.
It seems that he underestimated his roommate.
"No, I¡ª" She didn't know how to explain, the campus network has his information.
"Forget it, I don't want to know." He interrupted. Today, he is very tired and doesn't want to hear anything more.
Dare to check him, if it is someone else, he will move out of here without saying a word! However, he couldn't get angry with the girl in front of him.
Perhaps, people are thinking about their own safety, after all, his origin is unknown, which is not surprising.
He bowed his head, snorted, and finished the bowl of noodles with great speed.
To be honest, the taste of instant noodles is really bad, but he understands that this is her wish and cannot be ruined.
"Angry?" She asked cautiously.
"Well, don't check me in the future, I'm very upset." He admitted directly.
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Her eyes were full of struggle.
I want to explain to him, but I don't know how to start from the beginning, tell him that they are actually alumni, and that she used to So, even after many years, she still remembers his birthday.
"Forget it, I have something wrong too." He is self-aware.
He even faked his name to her, so what right did he have to ask others to believe him?
She didn't say anything anymore, just smiled indifferently, seeing that he had finished eating, she started to clean up the dishes.
Although, the things she burned were unpalatable, but the work of washing and brushing did not require technical content.
"Actually, I can cook." He said suddenly, "I used to live alone, and when I had nothing to do, I would cook for myself." He was just lazy, not knowing, and her technical level Still very different.
Well.
She turned her head, not understanding what he meant.
In fact, he didn't know what he wanted to say, or rather, he had an idea, which he hadn't decided yet.
Perhaps, the way she silently put away the bowls and chopsticks just now made him feel a little guilty.
"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it." As the "uncle", he sat back on the sofa, still in a daze.
She threw the box of instant noodles into the trash can, and then carefully washed the chopsticks.
"You didn't eat?" Suddenly, he asked.
Because of the audio and Jiang Shaojing's message, he was so confused that he only paid attention now.
Wan Wan frowned, "I lose weight" Actually, it's not about losing weight, but because I'm really tired of eating instant noodles. She now eats biscuits for breakfast and instant noodles for lunch, and she simply doesn't eat them at night.
He saw right through her.
"Although I'm not sure if you need to lose weight, but I can treat you to dinner!" He stood up.
Tonight, he also wants someone to accompany him.
? late at night??Look at him.
"I owe you a meal, don't I?" He smiled sincerely.
Obviously that bright smile remains the same, but Wan Wan inexplicably feels that there is a lot more emptiness in him tonight.
"Tonight, I suddenly want to spend money, so don't stop me!" He took out his wallet and waved the last ten hundred-dollar bills in front of her, with that expression as if saying, spend it like an enemy it!
"Okay." It was this emptiness that made her nod her head.
"Then let's go!" He laughed
Although he is poor, he is also entitled to be exploited.
Jiang Yihan looked at the person in front of him with a piece of cake and a cup of milk tea. He held his forehead and couldn't help laughing.
"Do you want to save it like this?" 36 yuan, counting it as a treat for him?
"I've been craving cake for a long timeespecially birthday cakes" she replied softly.
"?" It seems that there is a history of blood and tears.
As if it whetted his appetite, just like he didn't want to talk anymore? Play around!
"Talk casually, and entertain me!" He kicked her.
He needs a little story to divert his attention.
She glanced at him.
"I once liked a boy. Every time it was his birthday, I had an (impulse) impulse to buy him a cake and say happy birthday to him." When she had the courage to say it, she was stunned one time.
"Then what happened next? Did you buy it?" He asked casually.
She shook her head.
Giving a cake meant that she was basking in the sun. At that time, she didn't have the courage.
"However, for three years in a row, my birthday wish every year is to get a piece of cake on his birthday." Being able to speak out the stupidity of the past also represents a kind of letting go.
"Stupid!" He looked like a fool who couldn't stand it.
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