The President’s Five Children

Yembi came straight over, intending to feast on it.

But before he could touch the noodle bowl, Bruno dodged it.

“This isn’t for me to eat ah …” Yembi awkwardly touched the tip of her nose, embarrassed by her behavior that was so justified just now.

Still dryly explaining, “I really didn’t know, just now I was the one who was hungry and then you went out and made noodles, so I subconsciously thought it was for me.”

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“It was made for you.” Bruno spoke, interrupting her.

Meeting Yembi’s puzzled and surprised gaze, he coughed and continued, “I’m not full either, you can’t finish such a big pot, so I’ll let you eat it first, and I’ll eat the rest of yours?”

Yembi immediately shook her head, “Of course not, what I have left is all saliva, which is equivalent to our indirect tongue kiss.”

After saying this, he reacted that it was not appropriate.

The atmosphere in the room became awkward.

Yembi couldn’t even raise her head, staring at the bowl of noodles in Bruno’s hand, quietly gulping. Mimi gulped.

I’m so hungry, I should have known that I shouldn’t have said that kind of thing just now.

Now both of them are embarrassed, I don’t know when the noodles can be eaten.

All almost pile ah!

“What are you waiting for, go get a bowl, do you need me to help you with this too?” Bruno spoke impatiently.

Yembi came back to her senses and immediately and happily went to the kitchen to get a bowl.

While taking it, he asked, “How much do you want to eat?”

“I’ll just have one or two bites.” Bruno replied.

One or two bites ah …

Yembi looked at the bowl in her hand and it was about the size of an open palm.

Hmm, it was definitely bigger!

Three minutes later, Bruno’s mouth twitched as he looked at the bowl in front of him.

He picked up the bowl with two fingers, “You think this thing can hold noodles?”

Yembi looked serious, “You’re only going to have one or two bites anyway, put it in this little dish, it cools down fast so you don’t get burned.”

Bruno tossed that vinegar dish back on the table, his tone morose, “So I should thank you, too?”

“Thank you is not necessary, you eat first, eat fast, then it’s my turn and I’m happy.” Yembi waved her hand.

Bruno almost laughed in exasperation.

I really don’t know if Yembi is doing it on purpose or she’s really so stingy on top of the food.

He casually picked up a chopstick and after finishing it, he went to pick up a second chopstick.

Although it was just a simple yangchun noodle, Bruno felt that it was still very delicious because he was really hungry.

When he was planning to go for the third chopstick, Yembi’s gaze swept over, grudgingly.

Bruno almost choked.

“What are you doing?” Bruno questioned.

Yembi’s gaze was dead set on the noodles held on those chopsticks, “Didn’t you say you’d only take one or two bites?”

How can you start taking a third bite!

Bruno was speechless.

If you take one or two bites, you can really only take one or two bites?

He should really send Yembi to a language class sometime, otherwise he would be easily exasperated when they get along in the future.

And right now, being looked at by Yembi like this, Bruno also lost the desire to eat any more. Bruno had no desire to eat any more.

Solely threw the chopsticks, back to the chair to lean, tone careless, but also inexplicably with a few threatening tone, “OK, the rest I see you eat.

But said, grab so strong, if a moment did not eat the rest, I can only make a hole in your head, all for you to pour down!”