After the cannon fodder male supporting role became the richest man

"Instant noodles are unhygienic and not nutritious." Ling Xiao said.

Would you like something nutritious?

Ling Xiao seemed to understand the question mark in his heart, a pair of arms wrapped around his shoulders, and took away all the four packs of instant noodles behind him.

Although the weather was warm and cold, the room was not cold at all because of the heating, but a little sweaty. The two of them took off their coats as soon as they entered the door, leaving only their thin shirts.

The warm arm came back and forth, rubbing against the collar of the good-quality shirt, making a slight "rustling" sound, which was a little ambiguous in this quiet room.

When Jiang Sen was about to break free, the warmth on his shoulders suddenly disappeared. He looked up, and Ling Xiao had already entered the kitchen with four packs of instant noodles.

Although no one taught him since he was a child, Jiang Sen still knew the basics of hospitality, so he couldn't let the guests cook for him.

He followed Ling Xiao in two or three steps, wanting to take away the instant noodles: "Let me make it."

Ling Xiao tilted his body slightly, avoiding the opponent's hand, gave Jiang Sen a meaningful look, and replied: "I know you want to do it for me...but I don't need it for now, after all, you haven't..."

I know you want to wash my hands and make soup for me, but I don't need it for now, after all, you haven't confessed to me yet!

Johnson: "..."

This look is a bit inexplicable.

Also, what for me?Nothing yet?

Jiang Sen was puzzled, and while he was in a daze, Ling Xiao had already entered the kitchen.

Jiang Sen didn't act pretentiously and followed him in. There were only four packs of instant noodles in total. Couldn't he go in and tear the seasoning packs for him?

It just so happened that Jiang's mother called again to ask if he had returned home, so he confidently handed over the kitchen to Ling Xiao and went to the balcony by himself.

After saying goodbye to Jiang's mother, Jiang Sen smelled a tangy fragrance, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace and entered the living room.

On the dining table, two bowls of hot noodles were already on the table, and Ling Xiao was still busy in the kitchen.

Jiang Sen took a closer look and saw that two bowls of noodles, which looked like instant noodles but not in spirit, were arranged in a beautiful shape. There was a layer of green lettuce on top, and a few cherry tomatoes were dotted on the lettuce.

The combination of red cherry tomatoes, green lettuce, and yellow noodles is very beautiful.

Ling Xiao came out, holding two small plates in his hand, and there was a golden poached egg lying on them. Seeing Jiang Sen staring at him... the egg in his hand, he explained uncomfortably: "Eat noodles, and fried eggs are good. tasty."

Johnson: "..."

At a loss for words, Fu wondered again: "Where did you find this lettuce and these eggs?" There were indeed five cherry tomatoes left in the corner of the refrigerator.

Ling Xiao put down the fried egg, and while pulling out the chair for Jiang Sen, he replied: "The lettuce is in the vacuum box in the kitchen, and the eggs are in the kitchen. You probably left them at some point?"

Jiang Sen no longer struggled, and took advantage of the situation to sit on the chair Ling Xiao pulled out.

After Ling Xiao also sat down, he moved his index finger and started eating.

The firm and smooth noodles, served with thick soup from nowhere, one bite stimulated his taste buds and stomach acid at the same time. He took a few bites in a row to relieve the stomach trouble that was about to attack, and then slowed down .

"It's delicious. You are very skilled. Do you cook at home?"

For some reason, the deeper I got in touch with Ling Xiao, the more I felt that there were more mysteries about him.A boy from a wealthy family since he was a child, he is good at cooking, his speech and behavior unconsciously reveal good upbringing, but he can make the most down-to-earth instant noodles, and the most important thing is that he dislikes instant noodles.

Ordinarily, a person who can make instant noodles delicious and nutritious should not be used to eating instant noodles?What is the disgusting expression?

There is no chef who is not happy to be praised by others for his dishes, even if it is just two packs of instant noodles.

"Fortunately, I'm staying abroad..." Seeing Jiang Sen's questioning eyes, he changed his voice, "When I was a code farmer in a small company, I often...cooked some instant noodles by myself."

"You must have had a hard time at that time." A young man with no money, no education, wandering around, but still able to learn good skills, must have worked hard.

"Huh? It's okay...it's okay."

It was fine.

When he was studying in the United States, he was not used to eating Western food at first, and the Chinese restaurant was far away from where he lived, so he couldn’t afford to eat three meals a day, so he had to cook it himself.

He seldom cooks, so he started by cooking instant noodles.It is considered talented, the first time the noodles are cooked, it is extremely delicious, but no matter how delicious it is, if you cook it and eat it, you will soon get tired of it.

Later, he learned a few more dishes, and he learned them very quickly, and they cooked them in a decent way, which didn't feel wronged to his stomach.

Later, a student from Huaguo came next door to his place of residence. He cooks good dishes and is warm-hearted. He often cooks and invites him to eat.

Although he did less work on his own, he didn't wrong himself at all, and he lived a very nourishing life all the time, which had nothing to do with hard work.

Jiang Sen picked up the noodles gracefully and ate them intently, as if he was treating delicacies from mountains and seas.

This scene, under the orange light, is extraordinarily harmonious and warm.

Is it bad for me to lie to him like this?

Since he likes me, he shouldn't blame me, right?

The current atmosphere seems to be suitable for confession?

"Johnson!"

"Ok?"

Every time the word "Jiang Sen" came out of Ling Xiao's mouth, he always felt that he had worn it back home, and was with familiar relatives and friends, which was kind of cordial.

Seeing Jiang Sen raised his head, and his slightly ignorant eyes came back to his senses, Ling Xiao decided that it is better to confess as soon as possible.

"you know……"

"Well, what do you know?" Jiang Sen put down his chopsticks, and was still puzzled by Ling Xiao's hesitation.

"Know that a liar is very likely to tell white lies?"

The author has something to say: Then one day, Ling Xiao was cooking instant noodles in the kitchen, and Jiang Sen was watching TV in the living room.

Ling Xiao ran out: You don't love me anymore

Johnson folded his arms: where to start

Ling Xiao: Then why don't you tear the seasoning packet for me?