Both of them were not full there, so they came back to cook some noodles.
“I’m actually a little angry.” Mia Zhao stirred the noodles in the pot with long chopsticks, his tone still choking.
She didn’t look at Felix, staring down at the boiling water and rolling noodles in the pot, her eyes were red: “Before me, hiccup, ask what’s wrong with the wound on your neck, hiccup, you actually told me to soak The glass bowl exploded! Are you heartless?”
Mia Zhao couldn’t help holding his chopsticks.
She should have discovered it a long time ago. She has lived in for so long and has never seen Felix eat instant noodles-his refrigerator is completely empty, and there are no instant noodles and glass bowls. Where does he make noodles? !
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