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Chapter 61 Don't brag, be careful of capsizing

  A bowl of steaming noodles, full of color, aroma and taste.

  Zhao Xixun ate with great satisfaction.

  "Is it delicious?" Wang Xinyu still has confidence in her cooking skills. Although she is not as good as a real chef, in this doomsday when some people can't even eat, this bowl of noodles is definitely what countless people dream of.

  In the slightly small and dim space, the man adhered to etiquette as always. Even if it was just a simple bowl of noodles, he could still eat it like a delicacy, dignified and elegant.

  "Delicious..." The deep voice rose slightly, showing the man's good mood.

  The steaming mist obscured the man's gold-rimmed glasses.

  So, when Wang Xinyu heard the man's affirmative answer, she laughed, but she didn't notice the unfathomable look in the man's eyes.

  Zhao Xixun looked calmly at the bright green chopped green onion on the tip of his chopsticks.

  Listening to her chattering and bragging, "That's my skill. I've practiced it. What do you want to eat tomorrow morning? Just order whatever you want."

  "Is it okay?" There was a hint of helplessness and pampering in the man's eyes.

  Alas... With such a carefree and pure character, without his protection, he would be eaten up to the bone.

  "Okay, go ahead." Wang Xinyu boasted generously with her mouth full of food, not realizing that her vest had nowhere to hide under the sharp eyes of the man opposite her.

  "Then... a vegetable salad?"

  "Puff...cough cough...cough cough..."

  "You...you?" Wang Xinyu was startled by the man opposite her and choked on her noodles.

  Zhao Xixun frowned slightly and wanted to pour her some water, but found there were no cups, kettles or water. He wanted to wipe her mouth, but there were no towels, napkins or the like.

  For a moment, he felt a little frustrated, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and an immature idea gradually formed in his mind.

  "Why are you so careless? Where's the water?" Finally, he could only stand up, walk to her side, and pat her back gently to help her calm down.

  The man patted the woman's back with his bare palm, neither lightly nor heavily.

  Wang Xinyu's mind was still wandering in a trance. When she heard him say water, a cute rabbit-head water cup appeared in her hand. It was the one she usually kept in her space for use.

  With his hands trembling slightly, he took two sips. After he recovered a little, he turned around and stared at Zhao Xixun solemnly, "What did you just say?"

  Seeing that she had recovered, Zhao Xixun walked back to the opposite seat and asked nonchalantly, "What? Vegetable salad?"

  Wang Xinyu clenched her fists nervously and said with a wry smile, "Where are the vegetables now? It's not that I don't want to satisfy you, but it's just that a good cook can't cook without rice."

  She secretly regretted it and decided not to brag again next time as it would be easy to fail.

  "Oh... forget it, just do what you like. Whatever you like, I like..." Zhao Xixun looked at her lovingly, his eyes full of sincerity and love, and he was very easy to talk to, "Eat quickly, the noodles are getting cold..."