While speaking, the taste of wine is not shallow.
Rowan twisted his eyebrows slightly and picked her up.
“Ah? What are you doing?”
He took her to the restaurant and ced her on a chair. He crouched down and took her hand. “Stay honest.”
“But my face…”
“I cook.”
udia smiled and bowed his head and knocked on his lip. “It’s very kind of you, husband.”
“You!”
Rowan looked incredible and frightened.
“Hmm?” udia tilted his head, silly, “what’s the matter? Why do you look like this?”
As she spoke, she rubbed his handsome and uncanny face.
Pain from her vigorous rubbing, Rowan twisted her knife－shaped eyebrows, pulled down her t hands and buckled them in the palm.
“What did you just, just called me?”
“What?” She blinked, innocent, “what? What?”
“udia!” Rowan gnashed his teeth and was furious. “Don’t pretend to me! You just now, you just called me, call me again.”
“I don’t!” With his neck stuck, udia refused to obey him. “No, I won’t say it. Go cook noodles quickly, Rowan. I’m starving to death.”
Don’t say it, do you?
He has plenty of ways to make her say it.
With a cold hum, Rowan stood up and walked to the kitchen.
As soon as he left, udia took a big breath.
The sound just now was really quick－mouthed.
Without passing through the brain, blurted out.
She was really afraid, he insisted, she would break the sess.
Touching his chest, it was a little sweetness again.
However, it is really interesting that one name can turn Mr. Rowan into that kind of virtue.
It took almost half an hour for Rowan toe out with a bowl of hot noodles.
“Oh! Hurry up! Hurry up!” udia swung his little thin legs and urged him, his eyes staring at the bowl.
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Picking up the chopsticks, she couldn’t wait to pick noodles and send them to her mouth.
Rowan propped his chin with one hand and said slowly, “Be careful to burn.”
When he spoke, udia gave a low cry and spit out noodles.
Mr. Rowan turned ck. “You are disgusting.”
With her tongue sticking out, she stared at him, “You didn’t say it earlier!”
“Are you a pig?”
“You are the pig!”
“Say it again!”
“I, I will not say!” Curling his pie mouth, udia continued to eat noodles.
With a sh of eyes, Mr. Rowan asked, “Do you like it when I give it to you?”
“Mm－hmm.” Nodded his head twice and realized something was wrong.
udia turned his head and in his eyes was Mr. Rowan’s sessful evil smile.
Hattily, there was still a mouthful of noodles in her mouth. Now, she was in a dilemma.
Neither swallow nor vomit.
“Hmm, hmm!” She stared at him and made a fuss at him.
Rowan took some effort to judge, but did not specifically judge what it was.
However, it must not be a good word.
Most likely a curse on him.
Slowly hooked up the lip angle, he patted her on the back of the head, and gently caressed her twice, with gentle strength, “OK, stop making noise, eat noodles obediently.”
Eat?
It’s strange that she can still eat!
However, I am really hungry.
So, this man is really hateful!
Corrected his attitude, udia held the idea of flexibility, with anger, bite by bite to eat all the noodles.
After eating, she pushed away the bowl and chopsticks and gave a two－word evaluation： “It’s disgusting.”
After thinking for a moment, add two more words： “Extremely.”
It’s terrible and you ate it up?
That is really hungry.
Rowan pushed the cup over and learned her brief words： “Drink.”
udia raised his eyebrows and took it up and drank half of it.
Rowan tidied up the bowls and chopsticks while she was drinking water and threw them directly into the pool, expecting him to wash them. That was absolutely impossible.
When he came out, udia just pulled off his coat and stood up.
He naturally came forward to put his arms around her shoulder. She looked askance at him, dodged his touch, and Yi Yiran left the restaurant.