Earlier, the bowl of noodles Lou Xi cooked was clearly not edible. She poured it out and started over, cooking them for Qin Mobai.
Qin Mobai rarely sat quietly in his chair, watching Lou Xi busy in the kitchen, savoring the tranquility and silence of the moment.
The kitchen was filled with the aroma of noodles and a faint scent of eggs.
Lou Xi was dressed in a simple T-shirt and cotton trousers, moving from the faucet to the stove, appearing very busy as if it were her first time doing housework.
He knew she was actually anxious, because of today's events she hadn't been able to calm down all day, judging from the way Lou Xi hugged him earlier, tightly and heavily.
Qin Mobai also knew that feeling, the fear of the person he cared about the most suddenly leaving his side; he realized it was because he hadn't done well, making Lou Xi feel this way.
Soon, Lou Xi carried a bowl of freshly made tomato egg noodles and placed it in front of Qin Mobai.
