Wang Ziqing: "..."
Shouldn't it be going up for a cup of coffee?
Qiao Chuchu and Wang Ziqing entered the elevator and pressed the floor button...
There were other people in the elevator, so neither Qiao Chuchu nor Wang Ziqing spoke.
When the elevator arrived, Wang Ziqing followed Qiao Chuchu out.
Qiao Chuchu opened the door and invited Wang Ziqing in.
"Make yourself comfortable," Qiao Chuchu said with a smile, finding some instant noodles in the fridge.
She couldn't cook much else, but she could make instant noodles.
"You're not seriously going to offer me instant noodles, are you?" Wang Ziqing asked as he walked over.
What else would I do?
Qiao Chuchu looked at Wang Ziqing in confusion... She could only make instant noodles; wasn't it agreed downstairs that they'd come up for some noodles?
Could it be that Wang Ziqing thought she was just being polite?
But she really couldn't make anything else besides instant noodles.
