However, Qiao Nian's mouth twitched when she looked at the cute bow on it.
She remembered whose phone number it belonged to.
Isn't it Ye Lan who just exchanged contact information with her that night?
Qiao Nian looked at the time and replied a message.
He put away his cell phone casually, went to the next door to see the sleeping little bun, and then went down from the second floor.
The seafood porridge downstairs has been put on the table. Qiao Nian pulled up the chair, her eyebrows looked sleepy, and it seemed that her whole body was shrouded in irritability.
She picked up the spoon and looked at the "bland" porridge in front of her. She had no appetite.
Ye Wangchuan came over at this time and put down a plate of mustard greens in front of her. The refreshing green vegetables were covered with a layer of red spicy oil. It looked like it would make people salivate and stimulate their appetite. New
"There's nothing in Jiang Li's refrigerator. There's only this. You can make do with it. I'll ask Gu San to buy some more food tomorrow and put it away."
"Well."
The moment Qiao Nian saw the pickled mustard, his attention fell on the pickled mustard. He didn't listen to what he said at all. He picked up the chopsticks and immediately added one.
It is crisp and tender in the mouth, the pickled green vegetable strips are chewy, and the aroma of red oil and spicy pepper explodes in the mouth and tongue, making people suddenly have the urge to eat.
She hadn't eaten anything since noon. She had been focusing on the little one's surgery. She just took a nap to regain some energy, and now she felt hungry.
She is a person who is never shy about eating. In a way, as long as there is salt and taste, she is actually very well-fed and not picky about food.
Xiaodie's pickled mustard looked a little shabby, but it suited Qiao Nian's taste perfectly, so she drank the porridge with the side dishes gracefully.
The shrimp porridge made from millet was warm and just right in her mouth. She squinted her eyes and took a plate of pickled mustard and a mouthful of porridge, which looked delicious.
"Slow down, you want more." Ye Wangchuan didn't eat himself, he just sat there and watched Qiao Nian eat, his deep eyes were like oceans and a little gleaming.
Qiao Nian had already finished the bowl and handed it to him in a sassy manner: "One more bowl."
"..."
Celebrities in Beijing are very particular about their dining etiquette. Regardless of their appetite, they rarely eat out.
This was the first time Ye Wangchuan saw a girl eating so carelessly.
But don't mention it, seeing her eating so deliciously made me feel a faint sense of satisfaction for no reason, and I even wanted to eat with her.
Soon, he brought out another bowl of porridge for Qiao Nian.
After all, Qiao Nian didn't really eat a lot, he was just very tired and had stomach cramps after not eating for a long time.
She ate something to cushion her stomach and ate the second bowl more calmly.
Although she was too lazy to talk and focused on eating her own food, it could be seen from the speed of her eating that she was already seventy percent full.
Jiang Li did not go upstairs to sleep, but stayed in the living room for some reason. His peach-blossom eyes looked at Qiao Nian casually, and then at the man sitting opposite Qiao Nian.
Thinking of what he had just discovered accidentally, he suddenly spoke uncontrollably, breaking the silence in the room.
"Um, Nian Nian, when did you take a separate photo of Mr. Wan?"
He, the elder brother, doesn’t have a single photo of her, so why does Wan Ye have a single photo of Nian Nian? He is not jealous, let alone complaining, he is not jealous, he just wants to ask and care about his sister...
Jiang Li took a deep breath but couldn't suppress the sour feeling in his heart, and looked at the two people with complicated expressions.
A good match is a good match.
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