"The one walking in front, the one who is gentle and kind, is the son of my father and colleague, named Mo Wenyang. The one behind is the friend he brought, named Jiang Yan." Wen Haoxue gave a live broadcast to the sisters.
Because Jiang Yan is more handsome than Mo Wenyang, everyone rushed over.
An hour later, everyone gritted their teeth, pouted their mouths, and retreated in a dejected manner.
"What's the matter? Isn't it just a dilapidated house!"
"The outfit he wore here today was lent to him by his friend."
"No money, only handsome people."
"Not to mention houses and cars, according to his unstable jobs and wages, it is difficult for him to support his family if he is not a civil servant."
Wen Man later thought that if Jiang Yan had not been a dilapidated, she would probably not even look at him. The main reason was that he could make her a group of sisters, aunts, and aunts so angry that it would make her look at her differently.
Leaving the pages in his hand, stretching out his neck from the shadow, Wen Man carefully landed on the dilapidated prince through his big glasses' gaze.
He should be over 1.8 meters tall, with a silver striped shirt, blue and black trousers, and a bright leather shoes that he polished. He pushed a button on the top of the shirt away, revealing a small graceful clavicle.
His facial features are clear and beautiful, his nose is straight, his eyebrows are arrogant, and his lips are cold and solemn.
Accidentally, the two of them touched their eyes.
Wen Man's head immediately drooped, her eyes facing the books spread out on her legs. As the noise in the living room became louder and louder, she moved the stool to the balcony and looked clean.
Unexpectedly, the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony was pushed open and a figure flashed beside her.
Wen Man had small clusters of eyebrows, and when she raised her eyes, she could see the dilapidated house leaning on the balcony railing. She sighed like a blowing wind, "This scenery is very beautiful, but the wind is a little bit strong, and she is hungry."
Gululu, hungry sound came from this handsome and handsome man.
It is really a dilapidated house. It is said by the Wen family that only handsome people are useless.
The problem was that Wen Man listened to the voice, because she was unable to have time to have supper because of her mother's urgent order, and she was so hungry that she could hardly hold on.
He carefully visited the living room. Everyone in the Wen family was trying their best to get to this marriage. If he shouted hungry at this time, it would be more than a bad scenery, and Xu Yu'e would be embarrassed. Forget it, forget it. Wen Man put the book lightly, stood up, and was about to sneak out to find food for him.
However, the dilapidated house turned around and stared at her. Her eyes mixed with various colors made Wen Man's spine look a little furious: This person was obviously hungry and was a little resentful. Maybe he was pulled to Wen's house and thought he could be invited to have a meal, but he didn't have free meals and had to go hungry.
"If you don't mind eating instant noodles-" Wen Man opened her lips carefully while paying attention to the situation in the living room.
However, this is a dilapidated house, but can you accept the suggestion of eating instant noodles?
The tall figure flashed quickly, grabbed one of her hands, and nodded like pounding: "No problem. As long as it can be eaten."
This poor person can't even afford instant noodles.
Wen Man doesn’t know how to describe this complicated feeling in his heart: to share the same illness?
While everyone in the living room moved to the study to see Mo Wenyang performing calligraphy. Wen Man took the dilapidated house and tiptoed to the door. Opened the door, and the two of them slipped out smoothly.
Outside the house, as he said, the night view was beautiful, and a moonlight shone on the road in the community, with the shadows of two people. The wind was a little stronger, and you could hear the rustling green plants in the community, making it seem quiet.
When you walk to the corner of the intersection, there is a convenience store.
Wen Man touched the jeans and pants pockets, and there was a dozen yuan for change after buying a paintbrush for Wen Yuan, so she discussed with the convenience store owner: "Can you want two beef noodle bowls from Master Kong? Can we put the fabric yourself? By the way, I also want a pack of pickled vegetables."
The boss of the convenience store collected the money and prepared everything for her as she told her. So Wen Man began to unpack the noodle bowl and put the ingredients for the two noodle bowls. In the eyes of others, her way of putting the ingredients was a bit strange. She didn't put all the ingredients together according to the instructions and soaked them in hot water. The boss of the convenience store and Jiang Yan watched her hands busy on the two noodle bowls, and were surprised: Is it so troublesome to eat instant noodles?
"Okay." A few minutes later, Wen Man's crescent eyes smiled with satisfaction.
When Jiang Yan took the noodle bowl she handed over, she paused for a while in her eyes that looked like crescent-shaped. Her handsome face seemed to have a hint of stunned silence.
"Let's sit there and have a meal. Don't hinder others from doing business." Wen Man lowered her head and sat on the stone piers on both sides of the street with her own noodle bowl.
Jiang Yan took two slender legs and sat next to her a few steps, imitating her to lift the cover on the noodle bowl. The aroma that came towards her was like the taste of ordinary instant noodles, and a hint of more attractive feeling. Looking down, the noodles and dried vegetables floating on the noodle bowl seemed to be soaking just right, and there was no oil. He stirred the plastic fork in the noodles, took it up and sucked it into his mouth, his eyes were stunned: It was delicious!
This is a very good instant noodles and dried vegetables that are not something that ordinary people can make.
Wen Man ate slowly beside him, and his gentleness reached the point where he did not make a sound of eating noodles.
Jiang Yan was very hungry. The noodles were really delicious. He raised the noodles bowl and drank the soup in the noodles bowl in one breath. After eating it clean, he was a little stunned: I never knew that instant noodles could be so delicious.
Wen Man only ate half a bowl, took out a piece of tissue from his shirt bag, and took out one for him.
Jiang Yan folded the tissue and took it to wipe the corner of his mouth slowly. After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Do you often eat instant noodles?"
Her skills in making instant noodles and eating instant noodles are top-notch, and it should have been a long time of training. Most people probably think so.
Wen Man was stunned for a moment and smiled funny: "How is that possible?"
When Jiang Yan saw her laughing, he was not stunned this time. A complicated sense appeared in his eyes: "You - very good."
Wen Man was even more stunned: "Hey?"
"Everyone in your family knows my situation, only you are willing to treat me to eat." When Jiang Yan said this, Jun's face was not ashamed of his poverty.
Chapter completed!