"Well, go back." Fu Jingting replied while buttoning up.
Rong Shu raised her feet and walked forward.
I probably just woke up and was a little hungry, so I didn't have much energy at the moment.
As soon as she walked away, her legs softened and her body fell down.
When Fu Jingting saw this, his face suddenly froze. He didn't care about the two buttons that were left unbuttoned, and directly grabbed Rong Shu's arm, pulled it up hard, and pulled Rong Shu into his arms.
Rong Shu leaned on Fu Jingting's chest, with a look of panic on her face.
Obviously, she had just been frightened.
Fu Jingting hugged her gently, holding her waist with one hand and patting her back gently with the other, and asked nervously, "Are you okay?"
Rong Shu shook her head, "It's okay."
"What happened just now?" Fu Jingting grabbed her shoulders with both hands, pushed her away a little, looked at her and asked again.
Rong Shu breathed out softly, and now her emotions had calmed down a lot. She calmly replied: "I'm hungry, I have no strength, my legs are weak, and then I feel a little unsteady when I walk, and what you see next is what you see."
I see.
Fu Jingting looked down at her feet, "Is your foot twisted?"
She was wearing high heels. In the situation just now, it was easy for her feet to sprain.
Although he didn't hear the bone-breaking sound when she sprained her foot, was it possible that he didn't hear it?
"No." Looking at the man's nervous and concerned look, Rong Shu smiled and shook her head and replied: "My feet are fine, it's okay."
As she said that, fearing that he wouldn't believe it, she moved her ankles specially.
When your left foot moves, move your right foot. After moving both feet, stand up again.
Seeing this, Fu Jingting finally felt relieved and nodded slightly, "That's good, let's go. Aren't you hungry? Go back quickly."
"Yeah." Rong Shu nodded.
Fu Jingting just put his arm around her waist and led her to the elevator.
Rong Shu wanted him to let go of her so that he could leave more easily.
After all, it would definitely be inconvenient for two people to walk together.
But the man thought she had no strength and was afraid that she would fall again, so he insisted on holding her waist.
Rong Shu had no choice but to let him go.
Soon, I finally returned to the apartment.
Rong Shu put down her bag, took off the apron hanging in the living room, and prepared to go into the kitchen to cook.
But as soon as he took a step, his arm was grabbed by the man, "Stop cooking, it's so late, and you're too hungry to have the energy, so I'll do it for this kind of thing."
Seeing the man's serious expression, Rong Shu did not insist and handed him the apron, "Okay, I'll leave it to you."
"Wait, it will be over soon." Fu Jingting took the apron, ruffled her hair, and walked into the kitchen.
Rong Shu raised her hand and touched her messed up hair, feeling annoyed and amused. Finally, she turned around and walked to the sofa, watching TV while waiting for the man's dinner to be ready.
After waiting for about ten minutes, before the man had finished dinner, Rong Shu's cell phone rang.
After she paused the TV series, she put down the remote control, picked up her phone and looked at it. When she saw the display, she answered directly, "Hello."
"Hello, Miss Rong, we are from a dress shop." A polite female voice came from the other end of the phone.
Rong Shu nodded, "I know, it's so late, what's wrong?"
"That's it, Miss Rong. The dress you ordered in our store last time was shipped by air from Milan yesterday. When will you have time to come over and try it on to see if there is anything that needs to be modified?"
"So that's what happened." Rong Shu suddenly slapped her forehead after hearing the words of the person on the other end of the phone. She remembered it and smiled sheepishly, "I almost forgot that I ordered a dress.
Yes, I happen to have time tomorrow afternoon, so I’ll come over and try it on.”
Last time, after receiving the invitation from the mall, she asked Secretary Tong to help her order a dress.
It had been several days, and she had really forgotten this matter.
"Okay, Miss Rong, we will wait for you in the store tomorrow afternoon." The person on the other end of the phone responded with a smile.
Rong Shu hummed, "Okay."
When the call ended, she put down the phone.
Suddenly, a strong aroma of green onions came from behind.
Rong Shu quickly turned around and saw Fu Jingting coming out of the kitchen carrying a tray, and on the tray were two rather large bowls.
He was standing and she was sitting, so she couldn't see what was in the bowl for a while.
It wasn't until the man bent down and placed the tray on the coffee table in front of her that she saw that the bowl contained two bowls of noodles.
The noodles were golden, and the soup was indeed orange-red. There were two green cabbages on the side, and next to the cabbage were some rotten tomatoes.
The orange-red soup is dyed after the tomatoes spread out.
On top of the noodles, there are also a few chopped green onions of even size.
The aroma of green onions she just smelled came from these chopped green onions.
Rong Shu looked at the two bowls of noodles with a happy smile on her face, "Tomato noodles, you actually made tomato noodles."
Fu Jingting handed her a pair of chopsticks, "You're hungry, and I don't want to do anything else. It's too time-consuming, and cooking noodles won't take long, so I saw there were tomatoes in the refrigerator, so I cooked tomato noodles for dinner.
It’s a bit simple, so let’s make do with it.”
Rong Shu shook her head, "It's not simple. You made this by yourself, so a bowl of tomato noodles contains a lot of friendship, so how can it be simple? Besides, I quite like eating tomato noodles."
As she spoke, she stirred the noodles in the bowl with chopsticks, then picked up some, blew on it, and sucked it into her mouth while it was hot.
For a moment, Rong Shu's eyes lit up, and she gave a thumbs up to Fu Jingting, "It tastes great. Your cooking skills are good again."
Fu Jingting raised his thin lips, "Of course, I am making progress all the time."
Moreover, he only cooks for her. In order to make her eat happily, of course he will not allow his cooking skills to fail at all.
Rong Shu laughed and said, "You are really immodest."
"This is the truth." Fu Jingting looked at her and said seriously.
Rong Shu nodded, "Yes, yes, it's the truth. Okay, you should eat quickly. It's so late. It's not just me who is hungry, but you are definitely hungry too. Moreover, you made this, so you should try it quickly."
My own craftsmanship.”
Seeing the way her eyes lit up when she mentioned her craft, Fu Jingting chuckled and nodded, "Okay."
The two of them began to eat noodles quietly, with no one talking.
In the huge living room, there was only the sound of two people sucking noodles.
It's funny to say that there is a dining table but the two of us have to sit on the sofa and eat noodles on such a short coffee table.
So when two people eat noodles, they bend down and touch their heads.
Sometimes, when the movement is arced, the two people's heads directly hit each other. It doesn't hurt, but the sound is quite loud.
After each bump, the two of them looked up and looked at each other. After looking at each other, they smiled at each other. After laughing, they lowered their heads and continued to eat noodles, then continued to bump heads, continued to look at each other, and continued to look at each other and smile.
.....
After repeating this for several cycles, the two of them finally finished eating the noodles.
Rong Shu put down her chopsticks, leaned against the back of the sofa, half-lying on the sofa, touching her belly, her eyes slightly narrowed, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
She was extremely satisfied with this bowl of noodles.
It tastes really good, and having someone to eat with me makes my appetite even more intense.
So much so that she was a little full right now, and she lay here without wanting to move.
Not to mention her, even Fu Jingting was exhausted.
