"That's it?"
Zayne said it with great difficulty, as if she had made some shocking and excessive request, but Sophia didn't take it seriously at all.
Is it strange for a little girl to be afraid of the dark?
It's normal.
There's no need to make a fuss, right?
"You don't have to tell me about this kind of thing, just come over with the quilt."
Sophia walked to Zayne's bed, easily rolled up her pillow and quilt, put them next to her bed, and made it for her in a few seconds.
"Here, sleep, can you fall asleep now?"
Zayne said "um" very lightly, slowly got into the quilt, curled up habitually, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and rolled herself up.
She didn't have time to eat yet.
So, at this moment, she couldn't help wondering in her mind, would she look like a shrimp covered with egg liquid and bread crumbs, ready to be fried in a pan?
Hmm..
I want to eat.
I want to eat all kinds of junk food.
I want to eat sweet cheese sticks, greasy fried chicken, starch sausage, big squid, and drink cola...the kind with a super large cup.
Gurgle--
Zayne's stomach growled loudly, which made Sophia, who was almost out of sleep, completely lose sleep.
Oh, really.
Seeing this hungry guy silently curled up into a shrimp shape and motionless, Sophia had to sacrifice herself for the sake of her future happiness and get up to make her something to eat.
...
The kitchen is downstairs.
Sophia stepped on the plush slippers, went down the stairs, and walked straight into the kitchen.
There were not many ingredients in the refrigerator in the kitchen for Sophia to use-in fact, Sophia didn't know how to cook many dishes.
The only thing that can be called a specialty is noodles, right?
"The ingredients are limited, so let's make her some tomato and egg noodles."
While cooking noodles, Sophia couldn't help but think of herself in her previous life.
In the company, when she was working hard from nine to five for those little things, she definitely never thought that one day she would sacrifice her precious sleep time to cook noodles for a girl, and look forward to her reaction after eating this bowl of noodles.
Hmm...
How come she is still a little innocent?
This is not right.
never thought that one day she would sacrifice her precious sleep time to cook noodles for a girl, and look forward to her reaction after eating this bowl of noodles.
Sophia thought to herself that she was a pervert, and it would be weird if she was too innocent.
Tonight's sacrifice was purely for the sake of future happiness, so why pretend to be innocent? Don't deceive yourself.
While she was in a daze, the noodles were cooked.
She quickly picked up the noodles, fried a few shrimps for Zayne, fried a steak, and made an omelette... until the bowl was full of noodles, she was done.
"Hey, my cooking skills are still as good as they were in the past. I can smell the fragrance."
Carrying this perfect bowl of noodles, Sophia slowly returned to the room on the second floor.
Zayne had already turned on the light in the room.
Seeing Sophia bring such a big bowl of noodles, Zayne swallowed her saliva.
She wanted to say "I can't eat so much", but then she thought, Sophia is a rich lady, why would she cook noodles for herself? Don't be so self-indulgent.
So, she could only pretend to be very busy, either touching the quilt, or touching the pillow, or stroking her hair.
Anyway, she didn't dare to look at the bowl of noodles in Sophia's hand.
She was afraid that her saliva would flow down.
Sophia glanced at her: "Are you going to eat or not? If you want to eat, don't sit there stupidly, hurry up and bring the small table."
"Oh!"
Zayne immediately got up and trotted to bring the low table in the corner.
She carefully put the table in place and sat down properly, like an obedient and sensible child.
"Eat it, don't waste it, or I'll beat you to death."
Sophia put down the bowl of noodles and sat opposite her.
It's time to enjoy the little pet eating~
However, Zayne stared at the bowl of rich supper and hesitated to eat.
Sophia"hissed": "Don't you like it?"
It seems that Zayne should be the type that is easy to feed and should not be picky about food.
"No." Zayne was a little embarrassed: "Yes... It seems that there are no chopsticks."
Sophia: "..."
Well, I was only concerned about showing off my skills and forgot to bring my equipment.
Now it's good, I have to go downstairs again.
"You've worked hard! I'll go down and get it myself." Zayne still has the personality of not liking to trouble others. He quickly got up and took the initiative to go downstairs.
Because he was thinking about the noodles that Sophia cooked for him, Zayne trotted all the way in the dark corridor, but he didn't think of being afraid.
Her heart was beating so fast, full of surprise.
Even if it was Luther, it seemed that he had not personally given her/I've made a bowl of noodles.
In the middle of the night, Sophia, the spoiled daughter of a wealthy family, was willing to make her such a luxurious bowl of noodles...
Do I really deserve it?
Zayne felt that she had received a great favor, and even felt guilty.
She was afraid that she would think too much and end up with nothing.
She was also afraid that she didn't think enough and failed others' kindness.
"What should I do?"
Zayne's pace gradually slowed down.
She had not received too much kindness, so she naturally didn't know how to return the kindness of others appropriately.
"I don't know anything, and I don't have any money. I... What should I do?"
"Zayne."
Just as Zayne was stunned, she suddenly heard the gloomy voice of Lu behind her.
She was startled and ran away subconsciously.
Seeing her reaction, Lu was furious.
"Why are you running? Am I a ghost?"
He was in a bad mood tonight and hadn't eaten anything. He was so hungry that he was about to go out to find some midnight snacks when he saw Zayne standing in a daze at the kitchen door.
Zayne ran to a safe distance and stopped.
She didn't want to look back and see Luther, nor did she want to listen to Luther's sweet talk, but at this time, it didn't seem appropriate to continue running away...
She wasn't the one who did something wrong!
Why should she always be the soft persimmon?
After hesitating for a moment, Zayne turned around and looked at Luther: "What's the matter?"
Luther took a deep breath, suppressed his inner irritability, and said: "I haven't eaten, just make me something to eat."
Zayne: "..."
They both made such a fuss, could Luther still order her around like this?
Seeing that she didn't move, Luther immediately showed an angry look again: "Zayne! You know, I'm not good at cooking. Do you want to watch me starve to death to be happy?"
"I haven't eaten either."
At this time, Zayne also had obvious resentment.
Unfortunately, Luther didn't hear her resentment, but continued: "Isn't that just right? You make more and we can eat together."
"But someone has already made me a bowl of super rich noodles."
After saying this, Zayne seemed to finally let out a breath of anger, and she showed a comfortable smile.
"I'm going back to eat noodles. You should figure out your own midnight snack."