Qin Yin didn't have such a good appetite, she didn't really like eating instant noodles. Watching Nan Sichen eating with such gusto, she curiously said, "So, you like instant noodles, huh."
Nan Sichen didn't speak and seeing that Qin Yin hadn't eaten much, he asked, "Not finishing?"
"Don't want to eat." Qin Yin replied.
Without a word, Nan Sichen picked up the bowl in front of Qin Yin and slurped it down in two or three mouthfuls.
Qin Yin nibbled on her chopsticks, blinking her eyes. She repeated her earlier conclusion, "You really do love instant noodles, that's quite a hobby."
Nan Sichen glanced at her without replying, just took the two bowls and headed to the kitchen.
Qin Yin's eyes widened as she followed him to the kitchen, seeing that he was going to wash the dishes.
"You, what are you doing?" Qin Yin couldn't believe her eyes.
"Washing dishes." Nan Sichen replied calmly.
Of course, Qin Yin knew he was going to wash dishes, but why would he?
