Li Hanxuan's sudden move caught Lin Yiran off guard.
Lin Yiran, who was holding the key, paused for a moment.
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the temperature in her waist gradually disappear, saw Li Hanxuan's arms gradually loosening, and the movements of Lin Yiran's hands were no longer stiff.
She opened the door and put the key on the cabinet nearby.
"You sit down first, I don't know if we have any more friends at home." Lin Yiran asked Li Hanxuan to sit down and wait for a while.
Then he went to the bathroom to wash his hands, took off his coat and walked to the kitchen.
Lin Yiran was not sure if there was still food at home.
She has been busy with work these days, and her precious time after get off work is basically spent on the road.
When she got home, she was already exhausted. She simply ate dinner, drew drawings for a few hours, and then went to sleep. She didn't pay attention to what edible food was left at home.
Thinking that Li Hanxuan was so busy that he didn't even have a bite of food in order to send her to see Ye Siyun, Lin Yiran also felt a little guilty.
After all, Li Hanxuan helped Ye Siyun a lot.
If Li Hanxuan hadn't come forward to solve the problem, I'm afraid that all subsequent cooperation would have been difficult for Ye Siyun, a newcomer who had just become famous.
After all, the newcomer breaks the contract due to his own reasons, which will have a great impact on all future cooperation.
In Lin Yiran's view, it was not too much for the dignified young master of the Li family to just ask Lin Yiran to make him a bowl of noodles.
Li Hanxuan had never driven for such a long time. Feeling discomfort in his waist, he gently rubbed his waist while Lin Yiran was washing her hands.
Li Hanxuan leaned on the bed tiredly, his delicate face showing a little laziness.
His eyes were fixed on Lin Yiran's back, and his tone was soft: "Can I add eggs?"
"Okay." Lin Yiran replied calmly.
Li Hanxuan's request was not high, but Lin Yiran was slightly stunned. Since when did he like to eat noodles with eggs?
No, to be precise, when did Young Master Li like to eat noodles?
"I'm looking for eggs..." Lin Yiran held the noodles in her hand and rummaged through the cabinets on the side.
She was pretty sure that there were eggs at home, but she couldn't remember where she put them.
"It's on the second floor of the refrigerator." Li Hanxuan pursed his lips tightly, reminding Lin Yiran who was busy looking for eggs in the kitchen.
According to Lin Yiran's method, Li Hanxuan is lucky to be able to eat this bowl of noodles for breakfast tomorrow.
Lin Yiran opened the refrigerator and saw eggs, and a smile slowly appeared on her lips. She remembered that there were eggs at home, and it seemed that she remembered correctly.
Li Hanxuan's eyes were no longer cold. Looking at the woman in front of him who was busy with a bowl of noodles, tenderness filled his eyes instantly.
He softly called the woman in front of him: "Lin Yiran."
"What?" Lin Yiran responded to the man behind her despite her busy schedule.
Thinking that there were still steaks at home, she squatted in front of the refrigerator and rummaged for steaks.
"Eggs should be kept in the refrigerator. Storing them outside will cause the eggs to deteriorate." Li Hanxuan let out a long sigh of relief.
On the day he came here to have dinner with Lin Yiran, he found that Lin Yiran still stored the eggs in the cupboard aside. In order to prevent Lin Yiran from eating the spoiled eggs, he flushed the small end of the egg down and the big end upward.
placed in refrigerated egg cartons.

Chapter completed!