Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Two older men and a kid were covered in flour from head to toe.
Ye Wangchuan was very handsome, so it was impossible for him to look pathetic. The kid also looked cute and loving. At most, they had gotten some flour on them.
The most pathetic one was Jiang Li!
His precious—can not be touched by others—hair looked as messy as a bird’s nest. The flour was so thick that his hair color couldn’t be seen anymore, and there was flour all over his neck and face.
His handsome image was ruined!
Qiao Nian smiled as she contemplated whether they were making noodles or destroying the kitchen.
Otherwise, this wouldn’t have happened.
“Nian Nian, you’re awake?” Jiang Li didn’t think much of his current appearance. He held onto a string of noodles excitedly and walked quickly towards the dining table. “You woke up at the right time. The noodles are just ready and piping hot. Come give it a try!”
While pushing the kid, Ye Wangchuan also walked over. His facial contours were beautiful along with his deep eyes. He smiled and said with a low voice, “Jiang Li, Chen Chen, and I made noodles for you. Since we’re celebrating your belated birthday, even though we don’t have a cake, you should at least have some noodles.”
Qiao Nian could tell that the three pairs of eyes looking at her were filled with anticipation and slight caution. She knew that they thought she wasn’t over what happened in the daytime.
She rubbed her eyebrows unconsciously, but her heart was warm. “You didn’t have to do this.”
She wasn’t the type of person to take things to heart. However, at that time, she wasn’t feeling well emotionally and wanted to be alone.
She felt better after sleeping.
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