"Huang Qingtian, your little one has finished cooking. Come and eat..."
As Huang Qingtian stupidly stared at a box of instant noodles, deep in thought, a cheerful voice came from the kitchen.
"If you don't come over, I'm going to eat up all the noodles!"
Under Mu Keren's repeated urging, Huang Qingtian checked over and over again to make sure there wasn't anything hidden in the instant noodles. After confirming they were safe, he stored the box away and finally went to the dining table.
At that moment, two bowls of freshly prepared noodles were steaming on the table.
Served diligently by the little chef, Huang Qingtian settled down in front of one of the bowls.
The noodles smelled strong, but it was the kind of intensity that came from artificial flavoring.
As for the toxins that Huang Qingtian worried about, he couldn't detect any for the moment.
That's why he didn't stop the gluttonous Mu Keren from starting to eat.
