That's piping hot noodles.

Qiao Qiao was really worried that he had burned his throat.

I didn’t know how to remind him, so I thought of several titles, including Shanglu, Mr. Shang, Third Young Master Shang, and Mr. Shang.

Finally, I called him Mr. Shang.

The word "Mr. Shang" made Phytolacca, who was eating noodles, stop moving.

He frowned in pain.

There was something stuck in my throat, it was noodles that I couldn't swallow, and it was also a painful emotion.

After waiting for a while, he took a sip of soup and then reluctantly swallowed the noodles.

But it's blocked in the stomach.

It's blocked and very unpleasant.

He continued to act as if nothing was wrong, picked up the noodles again, and ate them in big gulps.

In the past, eating was always elegant and polite.

Eating is also like an art.

After living with Qiao Qiao for such a long time, I seem to have been influenced by her, and I also like to eat as I like.

After a while, I finished eating the noodles and handed the bowl to her.

"I'm full!"

"How long have you been hungry?" Qiao Qiao was a little surprised, "You can eat a bowl of noodles so cleanly."

He didn't tell her that he missed this bowl of egg noodles so much.

After taking the bowl, Qiao Qiao stood up.

She didn't know what to say to him, so she looked at him awkwardly and said, "Wait for me, I'll rinse the bowl."

Turn around and walk away.

Her dormitory is a single dormitory.

About twenty square meters.

The bed, bar, and sofa are all in one space, with a small balcony outside. The bathroom is on the right side of the balcony.

Although Massachusetts is small, its internal organs are quite complete.

She stood in front of the bar, turned on the hot water, rinsed the bowl, and rinsed the pot.

It looks like he is moving quickly, but he is actually feeling confused.

Why did Phytolacca suddenly come to her?

How did he find him?

This is her newly opened processing factory, and she hasn't told Phytolacca yet.

Forgot, he is the richest man in Pengcheng. If he wants to find out, he will definitely find out everything.

It was obvious that he came to see her specifically today.

In the short two minutes of shabu-shabu shabu-shabu, Qiao Qiao's heart was full of emotions.

Shangluca behind her looked at her without blinking.

After turning on the heating, she took off her black down jacket and wore only a knitted turtleneck sweater.

The sweater is close-fitting and outlines her slender body lines.

Her long black hair fell on her shoulders, flowing as smoothly and smoothly as seaweed on her straight back.

After not seeing her for half a year, her hair seems to have grown longer.

It reached my waist.

Her loose hair made her waist even more slender, as if it could be broken with a gentle grip.

Shang Lu wanted to walk up to her, hold her waist, and hold her in his arms.

But he didn't.

He was afraid of scaring her.

He quietly watched her washing dishes and cooking pots.

There was the sound of pots and pans banging, banging, banging, and the sound of running water.

But the world of Phytolacca is very quiet.

Even the impetuous heart suddenly became peaceful.

In the past six months, his career seems to be going smoothly, and he is better and more accomplished than before in all aspects.

But in fact, he couldn't eat well or sleep well, and his seemingly calm mind was not so calm. Instead, he was restless and restless, unable to settle down no matter what.

Until this moment when I looked at her back quietly.

The restless and painful mind seemed to be greatly soothed.

He looked at her without blinking an eye until she finished washing the pots and dishes, wiping the countertops, turned around, and looked back.

The two looked at each other.

Qiao Qiao concealed all kinds of nervousness and confusion in her heart, walked over, and asked seemingly straightforwardly, "Why did you come to my place suddenly?"

"I came to Wenzhou today to deal with some things, so I stopped by and took a look." He looked at her and responded.

"Oh." She had just washed the pots and dishes, and her hands were wet. She took out a paper towel and wiped her hands.

I just took the opportunity to look away and no longer dared to look at him.

When I heard his answer, I might have been a little disappointed.

In fact, we are divorced, so we shouldn't be disappointed.

But emotions are so complicated.

After wiping my hands with the paper towel, I crumpled it into a ball and threw it into the trash can. The feeling of disappointment was also sorted out.

When he raised his eyes again, he asked simply, "Do you want to sit here with me for a while longer, or do you want to go back?"

"Don't you welcome me?" Shanglu looked directly into her eyes.

She smiled simply and said, "No. I have no idea that if we get divorced, we will never have any contact with each other until we die."

If we don't become husband and wife, we don't need to be enemies.

She smiled and said, "I just feel like it's quite unexpected today."

"The snowy scenery outside the window is quite beautiful."

Shanglu looked out the window and then looked back at her.

"Can you go for a walk with me?"

Looking out the window, heavy snow is still falling on the ground.

It is truly a sight to behold.

Such beautiful scenery has never been seen in Pengcheng.

But Qiao Qiao is quite afraid of the cold. Since the miscarriage, she is no longer so resistant to freezing.

So, she put on the black down jacket again, and went to get a nice woolen hat and put it on her head.

"Let's go."

Phytolacca did not take a step forward.

Look at her wearing a bloated down jacket and a cute woolen hat.

Half of her hair is spread under the hat, and she is as cute as a doll.

Instantly reduce age.

Even Phytolacca seems to have gone through youth again, and has a strong urge to fall in love.

"Why don't you leave?"

He was so tall that Qiao Qiao craned her neck to look at him.

He smiled and rubbed her head, "You look so cute wearing a hat. It's completely different from your usual crisp and neat style."

After he rubbed his head, Qiao Qiao suddenly felt very sour.

After divorce, such intimate gestures should not happen again.

But Shanglu's big palm was just caressing her head.

Give her an illusion.

It was in sharp contrast to his previous coldness and determination.
To be continued...