There was no light on in the living room, it was so dark that I couldn't see my fingers.

There was a thick blanket on the ground. Ye Jiaqi walked on it without making too much noise.

Despite this, Josnian, who was extremely vigilant, woke up.

He saw Ye Jiaqi's back, his voice was hoarse and his eyes were tired: "Where to go."

Ye Jiaqi was so frightened that he stopped and whispered: "Go to the kitchen... to get something to eat."

"Hungry?"

"..."

"How many times have I told you, don't be willful, your body is your own."

"I know."

Ye Jiaqi didn't really want to argue with him, after all, it was already late at night.

The living room was so quiet, so quiet that she could hear her own breathing.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I'll go to the kitchen and have a look. I'll eat whatever's available. I'm not picky about food."

She knew that there were a lot of delicious food in Qiao Zhai's kitchen, and it didn't matter if she asked the servants to get up at night, but Ye Jiaqi knew her identity and was not old enough to bother the servants.

"What do you want to eat?" he repeated again, raising his voice.

In the darkness, he looked at her through the dim light outside the window.

She was standing on the ground wearing a light pink pajamas, her hair was a little messy and draped over her shoulders, and her pink and tender face had a slight blush.

She stood on the ground and looked at him.

"Noodles, I wonder if there is a kitchen." Ye Jiaqi pondered for dozens of seconds.

"It's cold at night. Go back to bed and I'll make it for you." Josnian said calmly.

Ye Jiaqi panicked: "No, I can do it myself, I can."

"Can you eat what you made?"

"I don't pick."

"Go upstairs!"

Ye Jiaqi was yelled at by him for no reason. She wrung her hands and folded them in front of her pajamas.

Josnian had already sat up from the sofa.

He was wearing a black strappy nightgown, and there was a laptop next to the sofa.

Ye Jiaqi stopped being polite to him: "Then I'll go upstairs."

"Um."

Jos opened his long legs and walked towards the kitchen, and his figure soon disappeared into the living room.

Ye Jiaqi was a little cold, so he crossed his arms and walked to the bedroom.

Ten minutes later.

Josnian placed a bowl of noodles on the cabinet beside her bed.

The noodles are very fragrant, exuding a strong heat, with a layer of green chopped green onion floating on top, and a poached egg added.

Ye Jiaqi swallowed and looked at him with bright eyes.

She really wants to eat it.

He handed the chopsticks to her: "Take it."

"Thanks."

Ye Jiaqi was holding the noodles. He was very hungry and his stomach growled.

None of them spoke again.

Josnian didn't leave. He sat on the sofa opposite her and looked at her: "What time is the flight ticket?"

Ye Jiaqi was very hungry: "Can you wait until I finish eating?"

Josnian curled his lips and said, "You eat."

Ye Jiaqi, who had not had dinner, devoured the noodles. Josnian's cooking was very good, and she ate them very deliciously.

She doesn't care about the image or not, she just cares about eating.

In the past, I liked to be restrained, pretend to be elegant, and act like a lady in front of the people I like, but now I think about it, it's childish.

"Eat slowly." He warned, his eyes never leaving her face, and there were no traces in his deep eyes.

She was so hungry that she finished a bowl of noodles very quickly.

If you eat and drink enough, your body will be warm and your stomach will be full.

She was wrapped in a quilt, and when she saw that Josnian had no intention of leaving, she frowned and urged: "It's getting late, you should go back to bed. Staying up late is bad for women's skin, and it's the same for men. When you get old, you have no one.

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