Chi Yunxi went upstairs again, carrying dinner with her, two bowls of beef noodle soup.
That was Mu Shengfeng's favorite; when he was hungry, he could eat two large bowls all by himself.
Especially when it was made by Chi Yunxi herself, he would eat with great enjoyment, saying it was a rare delicacy in this world.
Because of this, Mu Shengfeng even gave the beef noodle soup made by Chi Yunxi a name.
Yunfeng Love Noodles.
Beef cubes the size of a thumb, stewed daikon and carrots that melt in your mouth, and vibrant garlic sprouts and chopped scallions sprinkled on the beef.
The aroma was irresistible, and Mu Shengfeng almost instantly heard the growling sounds from his stomach.
At this moment, looking at the familiar noodles, Mu Shengfeng even recalled the time when he blurted out "Yunfeng Love Noodles," Chi Yunxi's flushed cheeks, and her playful, teasing voice calling him childish.
