The couple sat down and ate their noodle in silence.
Although Xia Yu had eaten this flavor of instant noodle before, she could not help but think that the one that Huo Yun Chen had cooked for her tasted extra delicious. The noodles were springy and the amount of soup and seasoning were balanced.
"Don't just eat the noodle, have some vegetables as well."
Xia Yu looked at the pickled radish in her bowl. She took a bite at the radish and thought that it tasted very fresh. "It's delicious. Where did you get this?"
Huo Yun Chen leaned over and smiled. His eyes glinted with something that Xia Yu could not understand. "My mom made it," Huo Yun Chen said.
Her movement halted. Now that Huo Yun Chen had mentioned his mother, a hint of panic suddenly arise in her heart. She quickly lowered her gaze to avoid his gaze.
