Li Congliang nodded as if she understood, but by then Liu Sang had already served up the braised beef noodles to Li Congliang. Looking at the big pieces of beef in front of her, imagining the texture, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva.
Liu Sang's braised beef noodles were delicious. He had a particular fondness for the noodle cakes from instant noodles, finding that they offered a better texture, although he had tried Liu Sang's hand-pulled noodles and they tasted pretty good as well, he just preferred the noodle cakes from instant noodles.
At this time, a girl ran down from the second floor. It was Wang Jiahui. She had been counting the time after finishing her meal. If it weren't for the fear of being scolded by her mother for skipping a meal, she would have even considered eating parfait first.
Upon seeing Wang Jiahui, Liu Sang immediately knew what the girl was planning to do. He was somewhat amused and exasperated. Are you that impatient?
