She walked over and stood at the door of the kitchen. As expected, the man was wearing an apron and cooking noodles. Her stomach let out a useless cry. How could he be so obedient, he greeted her on time as soon as she arrived, and in such an embarrassing way.
Also, could she not be so embarrassed?
She walked back with a red face and sat on the sofa. Then, she put her feet up and hugged her legs, waiting for the work inside to be done. She thought that he would not be so kind as to give her another bowl to eat, maybe that bowl was because he did not want to eat it, or it really fell into some kind of rat feces, so he generously rewarded her with food. Otherwise, it would be thrown away. Since it was all thrown away, it was better to pour it for her.
