Wang Ting, hearing that she had finally arrived, excitedly dashed out to see her standing in the doorway, a skateboard tucked under her arm, sizing up the stone lions at the entrance. He came to a halt, pulled a face, and huffed angrily, "What a liar! You promised to teach me, but these past few days I haven't even seen your face! Don't you want to sell that skateboard of yours!?"
"My family just set up a noodle stall, so I've been quite busy these past few days." Pei Qin laughed, lifting the noodles in her hand, "Héluó noodles, want to try some?"
"What kind of héluó noodles!?" Wang Ting glanced over, dissatisfied.
Pei Qin climbed the steps and walked in with him, "Isn't this just my being late! I was worried you wouldn't care to feed me lunch, so I brought my own noodles. Later, I'll borrow your kitchen to cook them for me!"
