Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Pei Qiqi, I like you (3)

Tang Yu’s expression seemed to have relaxed, “Then you must have a good relationship with him!”

Pei Qiqi didn’t answer. She didn’t want to talk about all this with him.

Tang Yu could tell.

He chuckled, “Have you eaten?”

Until he mentioned it, she actually didn’t sense hunger. But now that he had mentioned it, she felt hungry.

She nodded because she was also afraid he would suggest… something else.

Tang Yu headed out of the room and said, “The maid didn’t stop by today. Do you know how to cook?”

Pei Qiqi was stunned, “Yes!”

Tang Yu thought about it and looked at her, “Do you know how to make chicken noodles?”

Pei Qiqi nodded.

“Then chicken noodles it is!” He made up his mind.

Pei Qiqi thought he would only want this since he was tired of eating luxuriously outside… so she moved fast, despite the fact that she was exhausted.

She thought that serving his stomach was easier than serving his body

When she used the pressure cooker to make soup, she even thought about the possibility of her cooking skills attracting him more than her physical body. Then, she could just cook for him everyday….

But the reality was always cruel. As she focused on making the soup, a giant hand grabbed onto her small waist. The high temperature from his breath hit the back of her neck. His voice was low and coarse, “How much longer? I’m hungry!”

He raised his hand to let her read his watch… it was already 8:00 pm!

Then, as punishment, he bit her neck a little, “You are not allowed to come back so late in the future!”

Pei Qiqi was in a daze from the bite. She was also debating if she should ask him if he was going to come every day…

But obviously, now wasn’t the right time.

Luckily, he left after complaining a little. Only then, did her heart drop.

Tang Yu went back to the living room but didn’t have the heart to work anymore. He cleaned up and began to read a magazine…

From where Pei Qiqi was, she could see him sitting there lazily with his legs crossed, looking casual and graceful.

She stared at his face and felt it to be strangely familiar. However, she couldn’t remember where she’s seen him.

The soup was ready. She did a taste test then prepared two sets of bowls. She took out the chicken and used cold water to chill it down. She then shredded up the chicken and washed up some vegetables…

After 10 minutes, two delicious bowls of noodles were ready. Her amazing cooking skills were all thanked to how strict Zhou Meilin was towards her…

Tang Yu smelled the deliciousness. He put down the magazine in hand and walked over to sit.

“Taste it!” Pei Qiqi sat beside him and mumbled. Her expression was nervous.

Tang Yu smiled, “It smells good.”

It looked good as well. He ate a bite and found the flavor to be very authentic. It was surprisingly good.

Tang Yu quickly finished a bowl. He put down his chopsticks and looked over to her.

Pei Qiqi ate slowly. She still had half a bowl left.

Sensing his stare, Pei Qiqi looked up and asked, “You want to eat more don’t you?”

Tang Yu didn’t answer. Normally, proud men don’t speak of what they want, they accept in silence.

“Then, I’ll cook another bowl.” Pei Qiqi stood up as she spoke.

A good looking pair of hands then landed on her hands. Next, was a bright male voice, “There’s no need….”

Tang Yu paused and his gaze landed in her bowl, “Are you going to finish?”

Pei Qiqi felt herself getting petrified. She shook her head slowly… was he going to eat her leftovers?

Tang Yu’s fingers retreated and he leaned back into the couch. Then, he said slowly, “Give me half of yours!”