Chapter 772: Really hard to serve

Chapter 772 is really hard to serve
Fu Nanli glanced at her bed. It was a small bed he once disliked. It was difficult to stretch his legs.
He sat on the edge of the bed, Wen Qiao was a little at a loss.
The room is too small, the bed is too small, and it's a familiar site. Mom and the others are in the neighboring courtyard separated by a wall. They are gentle and quiet at the door, and occasionally can hear the clamor of Wen Chi playing games.
In such an environment, how could she leave people behind.
People stay on their own, and they have to finish tonight when they kneel.
The room was heated enough, and she was about to take off her down jacket, Fu Nanli took her hand, "I'm hungry."
Before dinner, the old man became ill. He has been tossing until now, he is indeed hungry.
Wen Qiao looked at him embarrassedly: "Didn't you drink with your friends? Just drink without eating?"
"No."
Wen Qiao sighed: "Why don't you know how to take care of yourself? Drinking on an empty stomach hurts your stomach."
He sat on the bed and looked up at her. Wen Qiao looked like he could not help but, "I can only cook instant noodles for you, for fear of waking them up."
"Shall I go to the kitchen with you?"
"no, I'm fine."
In about ten minutes, Wen Qiao appeared at the door of the room holding a small copper pot, and a warm voice came from behind: "You haven't eaten enough for dinner?"
Wen Qiao's heart shook, then looked back at him: "What? Can't it?"
Wen Chi: "Did I say no? Why are you so fierce?"
He said that he had already reached the door of Wen Qiao's room, and acted to help her open the door.
Wen Qiao immediately stood in front of him and looked at him defensively: "What are you doing?"
"Open the door for you, my dear sister."
Wen Qiao: "No, I can drive it myself."
Wen Chi frowned: "Why are you weird? There are people in the room?"
Wen Qiao said sternly: "What are you talking about? It's already past twelve, why are you still not sleeping?"
The door opened with a creak, and Fu Nanli stretched out his hand to prop on the low door frame, "Why haven't you come in yet?"
Slap on the spot.
Where does Sister Qiao's face remain?
Wen Chi was stunned on the spot, and then intimately pushed Wen Qiao into the room, and gently closed the door for them, and whispered on the door, "Brother-in-law, I just didn't see you."
With a smile at the corner of Fu Nanli's mouth, she looked down at the person leaning on the door: "Your brother is very caring."
Wen Qiao put the small pot on the desk, "You come over and eat."
The small copper pot contains tonkotsu ramen noodles, a single-sided fried egg, two pieces of luncheon meat, and some small vegetables garnished, which looks very appetizing.
Fu Nanli sat in her chair, picked up the chopsticks, and ate the instant noodles she cooked slowly.
The taste is really good.
"Do you want to eat some?"
Wen Qiao sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and looked at him, "I'm not hungry, you can eat it."
For the first meal of the new year, Fu Nanli ate instant noodles, which was also the first instant noodles in his life.
After eating the instant noodles, Wen Qiao handed him a paper towel: "wipe it, you can go to bed."
"I have to brush my teeth." The young master said.
Wen Qiao squinted: "The courtyard where we live, the bathroom is outside the house, and the sound of opening and closing doors is not small. It doesn't matter if you don't brush it all night? Will it just work?"
"You can't sleep if you don't brush your teeth."
Wen Qiao helped his forehead. This young master really couldn't do anything at all. He could only crept out of the room. As soon as he went out, the opposite door opened. Wen Chi said in a voice, "Wen Qiao, do you want me to help?"
Wen Qiao gritted his teeth: "No, go to sleep."
(End of this chapter)