Chapter 2912 Didn't You Tell Me Not to Cry? (1)

"You sit here and eat, then go back to sleep after eating."

Han Qiqing was placed in front of the desk.

He rubbed her hair, went to sit behind the desk, and continued to read the documents.

She looked up at him, pushed the bowl towards him, shook her head and said, "No, you can eat, I asked the servant to cook the noodles for me, and she will bring them over later."

The bowl was pushed back again.

He said, "You eat this first, and I'll eat that bowl after you bring it."

Under his staring eyes, Han Qiqing couldn't refuse anymore, so she pulled the bowl in front of her, picked up the chopsticks, and started eating.

Seeing her obedient, there seemed to be a smile in his eyes, then his eyes lowered, and his eyes turned back to the document.

Han Qiqing wanted to ask him why he was still reading the documents so late, but she was afraid of disturbing him, so she just obediently ate noodles.

When she was halfway through eating, the maid came in with the seafood noodles she ordered.

Seeing that Han Qiqing was already eating, the maid was stunned before coming in.

"Miss, your face."

Han Qiqing pointed to her brother who was concentrating on his work, and whispered, "I ate my brother's noodles, and I will give him my noodles."

She looked around, and finally signaled the maid to put the noodles in front of her, lest the action of putting the bowl disturb her brother.

The maid put the bowl down lightly.

Just as he was about to leave, he raised his head, and a cold voice sounded, "Wait."

The maid paused, her heart trembled, and she turned her head to meet his eyes, with a little embarrassment on her face.

"Master...what's the matter?" Bi Gong asked with his head down.

He said softly, "A cup of hot milk."

The maid was stunned for a moment, apparently his order caught her by surprise, why does the young master want hot milk? But she quickly remembered that she was just a servant and had no right to ask questions, so she bowed and said, "Okay."

After responding, he left the study silently.

Han Qiqing seized the timing, with a soft smile on her face, and pushed the seafood noodles in front of her brother.

"Brother, you should hurry up and eat, lest the noodles get cold, let's read the documents later."

"Yeah." He nodded slightly, closed the folder, and put it aside.

Han Qiqing just ate half a bowl of noodles, but after she stopped her chopsticks, she didn't want to eat any more.

Not wanting to force himself, he simply put down his chopsticks.

He raised his eyes and asked, "Don't you eat?"

Han Qiqing responded, "I can't eat anymore."

This bowl of noodles was originally made for him, so the portion was obviously quite large, but for the bowl of seafood noodles she ordered, the maid made her portion, so to him, the portion seemed a bit small.

He had only eaten two bites, and it seemed that half of the noodles were left.

Han Qiqing was worried that he might not be full.

She asked in a low voice, "Brother, is there a little less noodles? Do you want more?"

She looked at the remaining noodles in her bowl, and felt that it was a bit wasteful, but she also felt that it was not good for her brother to eat her saliva, so she was thinking whether to ask the maid to cook another bowl of noodles.

He said, "No need."

It felt like he had finished a bowl of noodles in just a short while.

Han Qiqing came back to her senses, only to realize that she had been staring at him, touching her nose in embarrassment.

"Well... I should go back to sleep, brother, don't be too late, if you still have work, do it tomorrow, staying up late will hurt your health."

She got up to leave, but he stopped her.

"Wait a minute."

Han Qiqing turned her head, looked at him suspiciously, and asked, "What?"

He looked at her and said softly, "Sit down."