The bowl of noodles was placed in front of Lin Nuan. The hot steam was still rising, the red tomato and sunny-side-up covered the noodles, and the soup was clear.
Lin Nuan tied her long hair behind her into a low ponytail. A few stray locks fell, and she hooked them behind her ears as she held the bowl up to take a sip of the soup, which tasted even better than what Lin Nuan made.
"You like eating noodles with tomatoes and eggs?"
Fu Huai'an sat at the right of Lin Nuan. He asked the question out of the desire to understand Lin Nuan's likes and dislikes of foods, curious to know more about her.
Lin Nuan paused, lowering her long and curly eyelashes as her clear eyes reflected the colorful bowl of noodles.
