And the pregnant woman’s appetite was really too astonishing. She ate more than both her and Lu Yi.
She also cooked a bowl of soup. It was tomato and egg soup. The fried noodles were a little greasy, so this soup could be poured into the noodles. This way, it was delicious, and you could drink the soup, the taste was indeed much better than ordinary fried noodles. Of course, it couldn’t be as greasy as eating other fried noodles.
Yan Huan had served enough for himself and Lu Yi. They only needed to use one plate. The remaining half of the pot was for the couple. No, it was for the three of them.
Yan Huan carried the noodles into his room. Then, he placed the noodles on the table and set the chopsticks.
Lu Yi walked over. When he saw the stir-fried noodles, he really liked it.
