He Qianhui gave a helpless smile, "Alright, I'll go make it now, you wipe yourself down."
He Qianhui handed a towel to Zhang Hao and then headed to the kitchen.
She finely chopped the green onions, fried two sunny-side-up eggs, added some water to the pot, and didn't put the noodles in until it was boiling.
By this time, Zhang Hao had also finished tidying up and came out of the bathroom.
As soon as he came out, he could already smell the enticing aroma wafting from the kitchen.
Thinking about how he hadn't eaten well that evening, he decided to make this meal a bit more substantial.
Remembering they had bought a roll of beef slices, Zhang Hao took it out from the refrigerator and handed it to He Qianhui.
"You really don't let your stomach suffer."
"Just put in half a box, save the other half for later," he said.
A box of beef rolls was just about a pound; putting all of it in wouldn't be too much.
He Qianhui wasn't greedy for this bit of food either.
