rain on dawn

Chapter 113 Throbbing in the Night (1)

"It's true that you look like a little pig, you're blushing now, like a pig's liver!"

"You are..."

Saying that, Ye Muyu was about to raise his hand to hit He Tinghan, but he grabbed his wrist.

"You let go!"

"Why, you're not happy to say you're like a pig!" He Tinghan pulled her to him with all his strength, and stared at her with those dark eyes.

You are a pig, if someone calls you a pig, it depends on whether you like it or not!
Ye Muyu was thinking in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it out loud.Her wrist hurt, and she was uncomfortable being looked at by his alluring and dangerous eyes, and she had goose bumps all over her body.

She didn't dare to struggle anymore, and put on a charming and charming face.

"Mr. He, let me go, so I can get you something to eat!"

Ye Muyu's face changed so quickly that He Tinghan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he let go of her hand.He spread his long legs and sat down in front of the dining chair, squinting at her.

Ye Muyu sighed, rubbed his wrists, obediently walked to the kitchen, and took out a whole untouched seafood noodle from the freezer on the bottom shelf of the refrigerator.

"Heat it up!"

Ye Muyu originally wanted to bring him the noodles, but what he said made her obediently turn on the gas and heat up the noodles.

She poured the noodles into the hot pot, added a little more water, and leaned against the cupboard to wait for it to boil.But suddenly there was a pain in her stomach, and she knew that she was going to the bathroom again!
So, she put down the spatula in her hand and quickly ran into the bathroom.

He Tinghan sat on the dining chair, closed his eyes and fell asleep, waiting for his seafood noodles by the way.

"Teng Teng Teng..." Startled by the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes, and looked at the girl running into the room with a slight displeasure on his face.

She clutched her stomach and ran so fast, what happened?
He Tinghan thought to himself, but didn't care, and continued to close his eyes and fall asleep.

The noodles were still burning on the pot, because no one was stirring them in time.Not long after, there was a smell of paste in the air.

The smell was a bit pungent, and it entered He Tinghan's nose. He opened his eyes and frowned.

What's this smell?
He Tinghan, who has been pampered since he was a child, has never cooked, of course he doesn't know what it tastes like.But he still got up and walked towards the kitchen where the smell was the strongest.

After Ye Muyu went to the bathroom, although the pain in her stomach was gone, she seemed a little exhausted.Walking out of the bathroom slowly, he suddenly remembered that his noodles were still hot on the pot, raised his feet, and quickly ran to the kitchen.

He Tinghan walked into the kitchen and saw the pot with white steam on the stove, his brows frowned even more. Just as he was about to raise his hand to take the lid off, Ye Muyu who ran over quickly opened the lid first.

She picked up the lid of the pot, picked up the shovel and shoveled it skillfully, and immediately poured half a bowl of water in. There was a sound of "呲", and the huge white steam disappeared, but the smell of paste became heavier.

"It's all muddy, why don't you know how to stir it!"

"Are you blaming me?" He Tinghan put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were cold, which made people feel oppressed.

"How dare I blame you, but it's all mushy, after all, you're the one who eats it!" Ye Muyu didn't dare to talk back, she stirred the spatula with her hands, and put the mushy noodles onto the plate.

"Okay, it's overheated and ready to eat." Ye Muyu handed the plate in front of him, and handed him a pair of chopsticks.

He Tinghan ignored him, took the plate and chopsticks and sat down on the dining chair again to eat.

(End of this chapter)