Huo Beichen was too lazy to speak any more and hung up the phone directly.
He filled out the cooked noodles and carried them upstairs.
He, who never apologized to humanity, hesitated to go to the bedroom, knocked twice on the door, and walked in.
In the room.
The father and daughter were shaking in a flash.
Ning Meng wants to hide behind Ning's father to seek protection, but before he moves, Ning Wentao runs behind her.
Lemon:
Huo Beichen didn't know, so he said to Ning Meng with noodles, "eat it."
Lemon:??
"It's not a decapitated meal, is it?"
Ning Wentao muttered in a low voice and said what she thought directly.
Ning Meng dared not eat any more. She said, "I'm not hungry!"
Huo Beichen's face sank when he heard this.
In her fear, the man silent, slowly opened his mouth: "very delicious."
Lemon:??
Huo Beichen stepped forward again, handed the bowl to her, and ordered, "eat."
Lemon:
The smell of chicken noodles with soup wafted into her nose, making her stomach make a "coo".
Ning Meng couldn't stand the temptation and took a look.
On the white soup, three or two drops of clear oil floated, chicken shreds loomed in the noodles, and a layer of coriander was sprinkled on them.
She swallowed.
In the end did not resist the temptation, took the noodles to eat.
As soon as she took a sip, the delicious taste stimulated the taste buds, and she subconsciously said, "Wow, honey, what you've done is amazing! The face color is bright, the smell is mellow, the gluten soup is thick, no smell is not greasy. Only you, the God of man, can do it! "
Huo Beichen: "..."
Take another bite: "what kind of immortal husband is this! Even if you are handsome, you will make money, be gentle and considerate, and have good cooking skills. You have only one defect! "
Huo Beichen is immune to her coquettish and ignores her.
But Ning Wentao was curious and asked, "what are the shortcomings?"
Ning Meng looked up and said seriously, "I'm not good at it."
“……”
Ning Wentao couldn't bear to look directly at her dog legs. He coughed, looked at Huo Beichen, and tried to keep his elder posture as father-in-law. He asked kindly, "son in-law, how long are you going to confine lemon?"
Ning Meng's eyes fell on Huo Beichen.
He was still expressionless, pondered for a moment, hesitated and opened his mouth: "three......"
"Three days?" Ask Ning Wentao.
"No."
"Three months?" Asked Ning Wentao again.
"No."
Ning Wentao is in a hurry: "it's not three years, is it thirty years?"
"Not either."
Huo Beichen opened his mouth one by one: "three hours."
Ning Wentao, Ning Meng:??
Ning Wentao said in surprise, "you can go out in three hours? Free? "
"Yes."
The look of father and daughter is really strange.
Huo Beichen was moved by them. After all, he accepted his apology by eating his face.
He takes the bowl in Ning Meng's hand and turns to walk out.
Ning Meng and Ning Wentao looked at each other, and then they knew that they had a black dragon. They both sat on the sofa and wiped the cold sweat that did not exist on their forehead.
After Huo Beichen went out, he found that he had forgotten to take the tray for the noodle bowl, so he went back.
Just about to knock on the door again, but hear inside, Ning Wentao's inquiry: "lemon, divorce?"
Huo Beichen's feet stopped and his body froze.
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