Chapter 6162: Digging the Man up at 3 A.m.

This is Los Angeles. Los Angeles has no noodles for sale, which means you need to ferment flour and make noodles yourself. The beef topping is also troublesome.

It takes three hours or even longer to make a simple beef noodle.

For a nobleman like Ye Wangchuan who came from a Xuanhe family, giving time rather than money can better reflect the bottomless tolerance of a person.

"Yes, I will follow the arrangements of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

He closed the door before leaving, leaving a quiet working space for Qiao Nian. He doesn't say love everywhere, but takes care of all the details in life.

...

Outside.

After Ye Wangchuan went out, he asked someone to deliver flour and other materials, and made a distant video call across the ocean from Los Angeles.

Qin Si was woken up by the phone and grabbed a handful of messy hair. He looked at the thick night outside and the empty bottles scattered on the ground. He barely picked up the phone on the bedside to see who woke him up at 3:30 in the morning.

As a result, he saw a familiar avatar and a video call.

He was full of anger stuck in his throat. He thought about his recent relationship with Guan Yan, and then thought about Qiao Nian's estrangement and the people who had not contacted him for a long time.

Qin Si turned on the bedside lamp and got up. He kicked the bottle of wine beside the bed in his slippers and swiped his fingers to connect the video. His bloodshot eyes were like a fish that had been dead for three days.

"You'd better be okay. Otherwise, I'll fly over to find you and drag you down with me even if I die."

He had a bad breath and was full of resentment.

But he saw the man opposite wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up to reveal a section of his forearm. The arm supported on the island was slightly exerted, and the muscles were tense. The pale blue blood vessels and meridians were like a dragon dormant under the skin, winding and looming, exuding a restrained and wild sexiness.

There were several bowls on the island, as well as clean water, flour and chopping boards.

Qin Si took a deep breath, pressed his eyebrows hard with the other hand when he was not holding the phone, and then blinked hard, looking at the other end of the video again.

After making sure that he had not drunk too much and had hallucinations, his expression became subtle and wonderful: "What are you doing? Cooking?"

Ye Wangchuan paid attention to him this time.

He first took a proper amount of flour and poured it into a large bowl, then added yeast powder and a little white sugar, and moved the camera to an angle where Qin Si could see clearly.

"Nian Nian wants to eat beef noodles."

"???"

Qin Si looked at the warm scene on the other end of the video, and then looked at his own cold and lonely room. The corners of his mouth twitched. Although he didn't want to ask, he couldn't help but open his mouth.

"So?"

"How much white sugar?"

Qin Si saw through the camera that the fine white sugar particles were like stars scattered on the snow-like flour. He rolled his throat: "It's okay."

"Yeah." Ye Wangchuan then slowly poured in warm water, and at the same time stretched out his slender and bony fingers and began to stir gently.

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Qin Si felt like he was going crazy, and he didn't understand why he got up in the middle of the night to watch people kneading dough.

He took a deep breath again: "No... Brother, what's the matter with you asking me to open the video? Did the earth explode or did humans discover a second solar system?"

When he said this, he felt a little pain in his heart, and he gritted his teeth and said expressionlessly: "If it's the first one, it's good news, at least I'm in the same grave as them. If it's the second one, don't tell me, I don't want to hear that they are tired of staying on Earth in the future and still love to be outside the planet!" (End of this chapter)