Finally, Helian Beilin was the only one left in the kitchen.

This bowl of noodles didn't take long, it was ready for about twenty minutes.

He didn't hold the tray, but directly carried the porcelain bowl, took a pair of chopsticks, and left the kitchen and walked upstairs...

Along the way, Han Qing and others looked at him in great surprise.

The noodles you made are all full of color, fragrance and taste. Have he never cooked?

Helian Beilin returned to the living room again.

Bo Fei sat on the sofa, stunned, with no expression on his small face as big as a palm.

He approached her, half-squatted down, looked at her, "Eat this bowl of noodles."

Bo Fei came back to his senses, lowered his eyes and saw a bowl of Yangchun noodles in front of him.

The beige noodles are well organized one by one, and they look very strong. The soup is dark and there are a few oily flowers floating on it.

In addition, there are some seasonings such as minced meat, mushrooms, rapeseed, chopped green onion.

Smelling the scent that makes people drool, Bo Fei felt his stomach suddenly tighten, causing it to hurt.

Uh, she's hungry, she's really hungry!

I took a few bites last night, but today I didn’t eat anything, and I didn’t even drink a sip of water, and my lips were chapped and skinned.

However, she felt annoyed when she saw such a bowl of noodles!

Just waved his hand hard.

Bang-

The porcelain bowl was knocked over to the ground, the soup was sprinkled all over the floor, and all the noodles fell on the floor.

The ground in this room was almost impossible to see, and it was all filled with food that had been knocked over by her.

Helian Beilin's pupils shook slightly, and there was no obvious emotional change. It seemed that he had expected her to be like this, but his slightly strange expression was a little disappointed.

"What do you think of me like this?" Bo Fei said tactfully: "I won't eat!"

Today, she knocked over the servant bodyguard's meal at least seven or eight times. She felt uncomfortable once and felt that she felt the pleasure of venting.

But this time, for no reason, she felt a little depressed.

Why, if she knocked over this bowl of noodles, she felt very uncomfortable?

Helian Beilin was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly spoke lightly: "Bo Fei, if you have a good meal, I will let your brother talk to you tonight."

Upon hearing this, Bo Fei was silent.

Can you talk to your brother on the phone?

Now, this is one of the things she desperately wants to do!

She can't starve to death, so she will have to eat sooner or later.

After thinking about it, I asked, "Do you keep your word?"

Helian Beilin nodded gently, "Keep your word."

Bo Fei was afraid that he would regret it, so he said, "Then let me talk to my brother on the phone first, otherwise, how can I know if you will lie to me!"

"I won't lie to you."

"I have no confidence in your character," she said sarcastically.

Helian Beilin rolled up his Adam's apple and was silent for a few seconds. He stood up, walked to the bed, and pressed the inside phone, "Han Qing, come up."

After a while, Han Qing came in, "Your Excellency, are you looking for me?"

He glanced at the bowl of broken noodles on the ground and was stunned. Before the man could give him instructions, he looked at the woman beside him and said angrily: "Bo Fei, you are so ungrateful! This is the noodles you cook for you in person, and you actually fell to the ground! Who gave you the face that you want to trample on your face like this?"

"Han Qing!" Helian Beilin made a sound to intercept him, his beautiful face became cold and obviously angry.

"Your Excellency, I just..."

"You don't need to be too talkative!" The man's eyes narrowed slightly.

Han Qing knew that he had gone beyond the distance, so he quickly lowered his head, "Yes, I understand."
Chapter completed!