"Hehe, no way!" Tianxin stuck out her tongue at Chen Yiran, and then said seriously: "If someone wasn't stingy with their mediocre-looking noodles when I was hungry just now... Maybe, just maybe, if that person had given me some noodles, I might have cooked something even more delicious to repay him!"
Black lines populated Chen Yiran's forehead.
After Tianxin finished her speech, she smiled smugly at Chen Yiran, then ducked her head to viciously take a bite of her own noodles. She made a face as if she was in a TV commercial, exclaiming, "So delicious!! So fragrant!!"
Chen Yiran gritted his teeth in resentment.
Taking advantage of Tianxin closing her eyes to savour the taste, with lightning speed, he quickly switched the bowls of noodles in front of them and began to eat in silence.
