When he came out after changing his clothes, Leng Xinran had already prepared the noodles and brought them over to him.
"Fried egg with preserved vegetables. I don't know if you're used to it, but I'm used to cooking with one pot, it goes a with fried egg and lemon water."
Leng Xinran placed the tray on the table in front of her and beckoned him over to eat.
Lan Xiu had smelled the aroma from afar, so he walked over unceremoniously and sat down.
The appearance of the noodles was very good. An alluring aroma assaulted him, causing his stomach to feel hungry.
"Eat, I'll go pack a few more books."
Leng Xinran handed the chopsticks in her hand to him.
