Chapter 2912： You said you didn't cry? (1)

"You sit here and eat, then go back to sleep after you finish."

Han Qiqing was placed in front of his desk.

He rubbed her hair, walked to the desk, sat down, and continued to look at the documents.

She looked up at him, pushed the bowl towards him, shook her head and said, "No, you can eat it. I will let the servant cook the noodles for me, and she will come over when I wait."

The bowl was pushed back again.

He said, "You eat this first, and I'll eat the bowl."

Under the look of his eyes, Han Qiqing could not refuse anymore, so he pulled the bowl in front of himself, picked up chopsticks, and started eating.

Seeing her obedient, a smile appeared in his eyes, then his eyes were lowered, his eyes turned back to the document.

Han Qiqing wanted to ask him why he was still reading the documents so late, but he was afraid of disturbing him, so he just ate the noodles obediently.

When she was half-eaten, the maid brought in the seafood noodles she ordered.

Seeing that Han Qiqing was already eating, the maid was still choking and came in.

"Miss, your face."

Han Qiqing pointed at his brother who was working attentively and whispered, "I ate my brother's noodles, and my noodles were given to him."

She looked around, and finally signaled the maid to put her face in front of her, lest the action of putting a bowl disturbed her brother.

The maid lowered the bowl lightly.

As he was about to leave, he raised his head, a cold voice sounded, "Wait."

The maid's footsteps trembled, her heart trembled, her head turned back to his eyes, and her face was a little carefree.

"Master ... is there something wrong?" Bi Gong asked, bowing his head.

He whispered, "A cup of hot milk."

The maid was stunned first. Obviously, his orders made her unexpected. Why would the master want hot milk? But she quickly remembered that she was only a servant, and had no right to ask Dong Wenxi, and bowed and said, "Okay."

After the response, he left the study room silently.

Han Qiqing seized the time, with a soft smile on his face, and pushed the seafood noodles in front of his brother.

"Brother, eat it quickly, so that the noodles are cold, please wait and see the documents."

"Um." He nodded slightly, closed the folder, and set it aside.

Han Qiqing just ate half a bowl of noodles, but after stopping her chopsticks, she didn't want to eat them anymore.

Do not want to force myself, simply put down the chopsticks.

He looked up and asked, "Don't eat?"

Han Qiqing responded, "I can't eat anymore."

This bowl of noodles was originally made for him. Obviously, the portion of seafood noodles she ordered was made by her maid, so it seemed to him that the portion was less.

He ate only two sips, and it seemed that half of his noodles were left.

Han Qiqing immediately worried that he would not be full.

She whispered, "Brother, will you have a little less face? Do you want any more?"

She looked at the remaining noodles in her bowl and felt a little wasteful, but felt that it was not good for her brother to eat her saliva, so she was thinking whether she should make the maid cook another bowl of noodles.

He said, "No need."

It felt like it was only a short while before he finished eating a bowl of noodles.

Han Qiqing looked back, only to find that he had been staring at him, and felt his nose awkwardly.

"That ... I should go back to bed, brother, don't be too late, if you have work, do it tomorrow, and stay up late to hurt your body."

She got up to leave, but was stopped by him.

"You wait a moment."

Han Qiqing turned back, looked at him in doubt, and asked, "What?"

He looked at her and said quietly, "Sit down."