"Feiyan, you...you're overthinking it, aren't you? I just said I wanted to cook some noodles for you to eat." Huang Xiaolong said innocently. "I'm so hungry, aren't you? It's time for dinner."
Cui Feiyan was a little embarrassed, but she was indeed somewhat hungry. Sounds weren't right today, and she hadn't even eaten lunch. "Forget it, just order from the hotel's restaurant department. What do you fancy?"
Still, Huang Xiaolong shook his head. "Feiyan, from now on, we don't need any interruptions. Don't worry, I can cook noodles, just wait and see."
Having said that, Huang Xiaolong enthusiastically ran into the kitchen.
This five-star hotel was quite something, with fresh seasonal fruits and vegetables, a wide variety of ingredients and seasonings, imported rice, and, of course, excellent noodles in the refrigerator.
"We'll have noodles for dinner then," Huang Xiaolong decided as he rummaged through the fridge.
