Fortunately, Murong Jinyan is not at home!!

This is the only thing Tang Buhuai is glad to be, because if Murong Jinyan was at home, she would definitely criticize her who stayed up late.

Tang Buhua gently pouted his little mouth, and his stomach suddenly rumbled twice.

"Um...I'm hungry..." Tang Buhua sighed and turned his face to look out the door.

Go get some food...

Of course, in Tang Bushua’s concept—“make something to eat by yourself” = instant noodles.

She is not Murong Jinyan, and she can't cook at all. She feels that if she doesn't have Murong Jinyan's lifelong feeding, she will really starve to death...

Tang Buhua made food in the kitchen, and after unpacking the packaging, he prepared to go out and pour some hot water into the water dispenser to instant noodles. As a result, he heard the sound of "Dripping" opening of the door.

Tang Buhua's movements were stiff, holding the instant noodles and straightening his body.

Murong Jinyan walked into the house. In fact, when he just came in from outside, he felt something was wrong.

It's so late at night, why is the lights at home still on?!

It's very good now. Look, what did he catch?

"Noodle instant noodles?" Murong Jinyan walked over and reached out to Tang Buhua's hand. As a result, the cup of Tang Buhua's favorite cup of noodles was thrown directly into the trash can.

"Hey!" The instant noodles that happened to be soaked emitted a seductive sound. Tang Buhua looked at Murong Jinyan with grievance, "Do you know!!! The instant noodles have been whitened!!! He is no longer junk food!!!"

"But he is not very nutritious either. At most, he is just a food to fill his stomach or temporarily fill his hunger. You don't have to do anything at home all day and need to fill his hunger temporarily? Are you teasing me?"

Hey?! Murong Jinyan would actually say interesting words like you are teasing me...

Murong Jinyan raised his hand and pressed Tang Buhuai's head: "Also, I haven't slept yet so late, so I'm not afraid of dying early, right? I'll punish you for multiple crimes!"

"Woo woo..." Tang Buhua made a pitiful expression, his grievances looked like a pitiful little animal begging for feeding.

"What do you want to eat?" Murong Jinyan looked at Tang Buhua and asked in a slightly helpless tone.

"Fan!" Tang Buhua's eyes rolled, "Fan soup, warm!"

Murong Jinyan nodded and began to look for ingredients in the refrigerator. Since Tang Buhua moved in, he has been keeping various organic vegetables for a long time.

Since the last supermarket incident, Murong Jinyan has sent people to send the dishes directly to his home, and rotated twice a week. If there are almost no fresh dishes, they will take them back, eat them or feed them to small animals, it doesn't matter.

Tang Buhua held his own exclusive bowls and chopsticks and sat at the dining table. Because it was a semi-open kitchen, the dining room was connected to the kitchen. When she turned from the dining room, she could clearly see Murong Jinyan cooking.

I couldn't help but feel so warm...

Thinking of such a arrogant and terrifying Chief Murong, the prince... he could only cook for her in the middle of the night.

Tang Buhua placed his hands on the table, his small chin on it, and his face was irresistible and sweet smile.

Seeing Murong Jinyan moving, she hurriedly sorted out her expression, not wanting to make a disgusting smile, which made Murong Jinyan find that she was proud.
Chapter completed!