"Not yet, I'll go make some now. How about you, want me to make some for you too?" Qin Jiran was considering whether to boil some noodles, as it was quick and easy, and he was quite hungry.
"Make what?" Su Yanyi's interest was piqued. Although she had eaten dinner, it hadn't tasted as good as Qin Jiran's cooking, and she had only eaten until half-full. Now, hearing that Qin Jiran was going to cook, she immediately felt a bit hungry.
"What would you like to eat? Anything we have at home is doable," Qin Jiran said indulgently. He would consider noodles or something like that later. If Yanyi wanted to eat as well, he naturally wanted to make something nice.
Su Yanyi thought for a moment, her gaze accidentally fell on Qin Jiran's weary appearance, and for some reason, her anticipation turned into a bit of discomfort.
"It's been a long time since I've had noodles. Let's have noodles." Noodles were quick and easy to prepare, and after eating, this man should go and rest properly.
