With one mouthful after another again, he polished off the bowl of noodles completely.
None was left in the bowl at the end.
He must be so hungry as he even finished off the broth.
After putting down the bowl, he looked squarely at her with a cocked brow.
She carefully probed, "Are you full now?"
"No, but I'm not particularly hungry, too," he replied.
She sucked in a deep, cool breath.
She suddenly realized that she ought to reacquaint herself with this man.
Why did she not know that he had such a big appetite?
"Since you are done eating, you must wash the dishes." She issued an order with a smile.
He looked at her steadily and said, "I don't know how to do that."
"… I'll teach you if you don't know how."
"If that's the case, why don't you wash the dishes, instead?" he asked unhurriedly.
That stumped her.
She retorted with a frown, "It's tiring to cook the noodles for you."
