"Wife, are you hungry? I'll make you a bowl of noodles. You can never eat when you're anxious or preoccupied, and since Nannan has been missing for three days, you must have not eaten for three days either. If you starve yourself, what are we going to do? Just wait, I'll go to the kitchen and cook for you right now! Wait!"
Ou Mingxuan rattled this off in one breath, without even a pause for punctuation, and before she could react, he was already scurrying into the kitchen, leaving Qin Mengying standing in the living room with a face full of astonishment....
A moment later, Ou Mingxuan dashed back in, wearing a pink apron that probably came free with a supermarket purchase, and pushed the still stunned Qin Mengying to sit on the sofa, "Wife, sit down! Sit! It will be ready soon!"
After saying that, he dashed back into the kitchen.
Qin Mengying: "..."
Could it be because she had lost her touch over these few years?
She simply couldn't have anticipated this result....
