Chapter 1175: Yan Huan, Whom She Did Not Understand

As soon as she came in, she kicked off her shoes and sat down on the sofa inside. Just when she wanted to lift her feet to see if she had blisters, she saw it when she looked up. The couple was eating, and at this time, the disgusting look in her eyes made her look like she was a big fool from where she came from.

And Zhu Meina didn't care about the embarrassment, she was hungry.

At this time, her belly cooperated very well. Gulu's. .

"Why didn't you wait for me when you had eaten?" She ran over and saw the half bowl of noodles in front of Lu Yi, as well as the half-poached egg left in Yan Huan's bowl. I was hungry and took another gulp of water.

"Any more?"

She doesn't dislike it now. She doesn't dislike anything, as long as she has some noodles to eat. If she still dislikes it, if she wants to dislike it, she will just go hungry.

Between eating and being disgusted, she has long since learned that, well, eating is the right thing to do.

If you don't eat, you will starve to death.

So she is not picky about food at all. Even if Yan Huan made white noodles for half a month, she has not eaten them for half a month. Even if Yan Huan asks her to drink noodle soup now, she is willing to do so.

"Yes," Yan Huan pointed to the kitchen, "Also, you can go and see for yourself."

When Zhu Meina heard this, she quickly ran in barefoot and opened the lid of the pot in anticipation.

As a result, the whole person stood there stunned, and then ran out again.

"Yan Huan, why is there only noodle soup?"

There were no noodles, no vegetables, no eggs in the pot. There was only half a pot of raw noodle soup.

"It would be nice to have noodle soup," Yan Huan glanced at the pile of useless things thrown on the sofa.

"Miss Zhu, don't you have nine hundred yuan? You can enjoy spicy food outside, but you probably don't like the noodles I cook anymore."

"Where?" Zhu Meina smiled awkwardly, "It's not like I didn't hold back for a while, so I bought too much. By the way, I'm still buying it for you. You see how good I am to you, but I haven't forgotten it. you."

Yan Huan is waiting for the gift Zhu Meina bought.

"Yeah, look, does it look good?"

Zhu Meina smiled and put a rubber band on the table.

"Look at how dark the color of this rubber band is, how beautiful it is, and how it matches your hair. You can use it to tie your hair, and it will ensure that your hair doesn't fall out, and you don't have to cover your eyes."

Yan Huan stretched out his hand and took out the black rubber band, then pulled it with his hand.

"Well, the flexibility seems pretty good."

She grabbed her hair and tied it into a bun. Indeed, it did not block her eyes.

"What did you buy as a gift?" Yan Huan asked casually.

"No, I picked it up on the road."

Zhu Meina picked up a bunch of her trophies. Just when she was about to enter her room, she realized something. She turned around and smiled at Yan Huan. Yan Huan still had the same indifferent expression at this time. , but everything is a bit of a smile.

"Don't worry, I picked it up in the mall. No one has used it. Look, the label is still there."

And she really wanted to slap her mouth, but she forgot about it. Yan Huan's temperament was very weird. There were some things that she would never share with others. Not to mention chopsticks and toothbrushes, towels For things like skin care, you can’t make appointments with the right ones, and you won’t use them indiscriminately, such as rubber bands, and you can’t use them with the same person.

Yan Huan picked up the chopsticks and continued eating the noodles.

Lu Yi also let them bicker on the side. The battlefield between two women was none of his business.

He stood up and walked into the kitchen to cook. After a while, he brought out two bowls of noodle soup.

"Take a sip. Northerners like to eat noodles and drink noodle soup at the same time."

Yan Huan took the bowl and drank half of it. The taste was quite special, with a noodle flavor. Lu Yi also drank half of the bowl and continued to eat the bowl of noodles.

When Zhu Meina came out, she was so hungry that her chest touched her back.

Forget it, let's just have noodle soup. It's better than drinking boiled water. After drinking two bowls of noodle soup, she might be able to endure it till night. She really didn't believe that Yan Huan and the others wouldn't have dinner and had to go hungry. No.

It didn't matter whether Lu Yi looked like that or not. Anyway, he was hungry after one or two meals. But Yan Huan looked like a refugee. How could he not eat?

She walked into the kitchen, took out a bowl from the cabinet, and then opened the pot. .

"Yan Huan, where's my noodle soup?" She was so shocked that she almost dropped the bowl in her hand.

"I'm drinking," Yan Huan brought the bowl to his mouth and took another satisfied sip. Well, when you're full, you can take a nap. Maybe you don't need to eat at night.

"Yan Huan, that's my soup," Zhu Meina ran out of the kitchen and saw Yan Huan holding a bowl of soup, and there was still half a bowl of noodle soup in the bowl.

"I made it with my surname," Yan Huan took another sip and then put the bowl on the table, "If you don't mind, I'll give you half the bowl."

Zhu Meina really wanted to put the bowl in her hand on Yan Huan's head.

She is getting worse and worse, this woman can really drive people to death.

"Oh, don't drink. I'll drink it myself." Yan Huan looked like she didn't know what she was talking about. She picked up the bowl again and started to drink sip after sip.

Zhu Meina is Zhu Meina, she doesn't understand Yan Huan very well.

If you really understand Yan Huan, you should know that when Yan Huan knew that she had that disease, she wanted to stay away from everyone, including her beloved husband and children. How could she give the remaining half bowl of noodle soup to others?

And she would not even make such a joke.

Yan Huan finished the noodle soup in the bowl, then went to the kitchen, washed the bowl, and cleaned the kitchen. She just wanted to rest. Maybe there would be a tough battle to fight in the evening.

"Go to sleep, don't be afraid, I'll accompany you," Lu Yi touched her hair, what do you want to eat in the evening, I'll buy it for you.

"I want to eat dumplings."

Yan Huan hasn't eaten dumplings for a long time. During the Chinese New Year this year, she ate a bowl of noodles except for the dumplings that Lu Yi sent by mistake. It's also a year. Can I make up for the dumplings for the Chinese New Year now?

"Okay, I'll let mom make dumplings for you, and you can eat them when you wake up." Lu Yi pulled the quilt up, and Yan's head touched the pillow for a while, and she fell asleep. She slept very soundly, and soon even her breathing became even.

Lu Yi took out his cell phone.

"Mom, it's me."

"Lu Yi?" Ye Shuyun stood up as soon as she received her son's call, "What's wrong with you? Why haven't you come back for so long? The three children at home don't smile much now."

"Mom, I'll explain to you in a few days. Can you make some dumplings for me?"