"You..." Qingqing was slightly stunned, not expecting Su Yi Jing to bring her egg noodles.
Su Yi Jing bypassed Qingqing, entered the house, and placed the egg noodles and chopsticks on the table inside.
"Eat, I'll come back later to collect the bowl." With that, without looking at Qingqing, Su Yi Jing left.
Qingqing watched Su Yi Jing disappear from her sight before she felt a bit complicated and walked to the table.
She hadn't eaten enough tonight, but she truly didn't expect him to bring her food.
...
"Husband, why did it take you so long to take a bath?" An Jing asked, almost falling asleep while waiting for Xiao Changyi to return.
Xiao Changyi closed the door and said blandly, "Before I took a bath, I taught Jing'er to make egg noodles."
Upon hearing this, An Jing immediately became spirited, her eyes lit up. "Made for Qingqing?"
Xiao Changyi snorted lightly, "Who else would it be for."
