Lin Zichen had stayed at the research institute for a long time, only leaving at 10 p.m.
When he returned to the dormitory, Shen Qinghan was fiddling around in the kitchen.
She wasn't cooking, just arranging the condiments.
Seeing Lin Zichen at the kitchen's entrance, Shen Qinghan looked at him and said, "Xiao Chen, you stayed at Tianren Pavilion for quite a while huh, I was actually hoping to cook dinner with you tonight."
"No worries, if we can't have dinner, we can make a midnight snack."
"I don't want to, eating midnight snacks will make you fat."
"With such a large amount of exercise, it won't make you fat."
"Seems like it." Shen Qinghan said with a laugh, and then playfully asked, "What do you want for your midnight snack? I'll make it for you now."
After thinking for a moment, Lin Zichen said, "Then let's have noodles. It seems like it's been a long time since I've had your noodles; I want to try them."
"Okay, I'll make noodles for you."
