Not long after, the waiter came with the dishes.
The dishes were all Mu Yan's favorites, including a serving of Beijing Fried Sauce Noodles she liked, accompanied by a small plate of pickles.
Qin Xi watched Lin Jiamu mix the noodles for Mu Yan and couldn't help but say, "Handsome Lin, you're so domestic, maybe Mu Yan should make a sacrifice and just take you in?"
Lin Jiamu gave her a glare, "Can't you stop talking even when you're eating?"
Mu Yan also felt that Lin Jiamu was too attentive to her and said, "I can do it myself."
Lin Jiamu didn't say a word, placed the mixed noodles next to Mu Yan, and used chopsticks to pick some of her favorite dishes into her bowl.
Mu Yan nodded in thanks.
After eating, Mu Yan checked her phone. It was already after one, wasn't he hungry yet?
She sent him a text message, "Are you hungry?"
"Mu Yan, stop looking at your phone, let's go." Qin Xi urged from ahead.
"Okay." Mu Yan quickly followed up.
