CHAPTER 344: CHAPTER 344: WHAT BACK DOOR? IT’S JUST OUR OWN DOOR (4)

The phrase "a feast for the eyes" floated into Sheng Jianan’s mind, and the man’s thin lips curled into a smile.

Tang Yanqi prepared two bowls of noodles, turned around, and saw Sheng Jianan standing not far away, lazily leaning against the wall, arms crossed, legs crossed, with a slightly mischievous smile on his brows as he looked at her.

Tang Yanqi’s face turned slightly red, pretending to be calm as she spoke, "You’re awake? I made noodles, want some?"

Sheng Jianan’s gaze circled the two bowls of noodles she had prepared, and the mischievous smile in his eyes deepened.

Tang Yanqi’s face reddened again from his smile, and she felt quite embarrassed. She had clearly prepared two bowls, obviously for him and herself, yet she still asked like that.

She lowered her head, placed the noodles on the table, and did not look at Sheng Jianan, lowering her head to eat by herself.

Sheng Jianan wasn’t hungry originally, but looking at the noodles she had prepared, with minced meat and greens, a nice red and green contrast, plus a fragrant fried egg, he couldn’t help but feel his appetite stir as well.

He stopped teasing her, sat down next to Tang Yanqi.

Sheng Jianan had seen her noodle-cooking skills before, but at that time it was instant noodles.

Objectively speaking, they were average, not particularly delicious, but definitely not hard to eat either.

But subjectively... Young Master Sheng’s lips curled. These were the best noodles he had ever eaten, bar none.

With most of the noodles down his stomach, Sheng Jianan took a breath, turned to look at the person who had been eating with her head down, one hand resting on the back of the chair, looking at her with an amused expression: "You can make instant noodles, and you can make these noodles. What else can you do?"

Tang Yanqi replied without thinking, "Cold noodles."

Sheng Jianan chuckled softly, "Besides making noodles, is there anything else you can do?"

There was nothing wrong with the question, but Young Master Sheng’s tone wasn’t serious at all now, sounding a bit teasing and sarcastic. Tang Yanxi raised her eyebrows and glared at him, the words blurted out without thinking, "At least I can do more than you can."

The little hedgehog’s quills stood up again. Sheng Jianan didn’t get angry, instead, his eyes turned slightly, and he suddenly leaned closer to Tang Yanxi’s face: "Who says? How about next time I make noodles for you?"

"Sure."

Miss Tang indicated this was just her reflexive response.

But...

After a few seconds, Tang Yanxi glanced at Sheng Jianan’s uncontrollable mischievous smile, her face gradually reddened... got hot...

It wasn’t that she was thinking inappropriately, it was that someone clearly meant that.

Lower her head to quickly finish the food in the bowl, without caring whether Sheng Jianan had finished eating, she grabbed his bowl, walked to the sink, rolled up her sleeves, and was about to wash the dishes.

Sheng Jianan extended his long arm and pulled her over: "Leave it, Aunt will clean up later."

Tang Yanqi’s face was still hot, ignoring him, this man was getting worse and worse.

"Okay, I won’t tease you anymore. Should I take you to school?"

"No!"

Tang Yanqi blurted out the refusal, intending to say "don’t need your ride," since it’s not far from K University, who wants this rascal to give her a ride.

But somehow, as the words reached her mouth, they turned into those three words.

"Not going? No classes?"

The person in his arms was silent, Sheng Jianan smiled faintly: "Alright, then accompany me to the company."

"No! I’m going to the library to write my thesis."

Speaking of the thesis, Sheng Jianan paused, that’s right, he was this woman’s thesis advisor, he almost forgot.

"Ahem... alright then, I’ll take you there, Tang. Write well and submit the first draft next Monday."