A morning bull Ichiro

Two 10 minutes later.

Yan Fei hurried out of the back kitchen with a large bowl in each hand.

After walking a few steps, a person suddenly appeared at the corner facing him.He dodged to the side dangerously, the hot noodle soup in the bowl was shaken out by such a shake, and splashed on his hand holding the bottom of the bowl.

Slightly displeased glances at the culprit who almost caused him to overturn the noodle bowl - Xiao Li, Yan Fei remained silent.

"Boss! I didn't mean to!"

A howl sounded, and Xiao Li habitually wanted to pounce on Yan Fei to express his apology.

Fortunately, before doing all this, he saw the two big bowls full of Yangchun noodles and stopped in his tracks, otherwise, he might have "blood splattered on the spot".

"Okay. What's going on?" Yan Fei has long been accustomed to Xiao Li's carefree and startled temperament, and Yan Fei doesn't intend to pursue it.

Bypassing Xiao Li, he walked straight through the lobby towards the private elevator door, as if he had expected Xiao Li to catch up.

But in fact Xiao Li did catch up.

"Ah, the clothes are finished drying."

Hearing this, Yan Fei stopped and took a look at his full hands, and then looked back at the clothes in Xiao Li's hands, feeling extremely entangled.

In such a situation, could it be possible to let Xiao Li go up with him?

But he really didn't want other people to enter his private domain.

Frowning and staring at the clothes for a few minutes, Yan Fei sighed slightly and suddenly said to Xiao Li:

"Little Li."

"kindness?"

"Hang the clothes around my neck."

"Ah?" His mouth turned into a zero shape due to surprise, and Xiao Li wondered in disbelief whether he was hallucinating.It is rare enough for the boss, who always pays attention to the image, to personally carry two bowls of noodles upstairs, and now he has to hang clothes around his neck!

This world is fantasy!

"Hang the clothes around my neck." Repeating his words again, Yan Fei patiently waited for Xiao Li to come back to his senses.

"Ah? Oh." Xiao Li, who came back to his senses, responded quickly, and hung the clothes around his boss's neck with great care, not even daring to touch Yan Fei.

When everything was fine, Xiao Li stood where he was, watching his dear boss rushing into the elevator with graceful steps, and he had to take care of the noodle bowl in his hand from time to time.

There are no words to express the surprise in his heart.

Xiao Li deeply feels that he needs to use money to prove that the world is real.So, he turned around and threw himself into his work with enthusiasm.

On the other side, Yan Fei struggled all the way to the door of his room.

I wanted to open the door, but found that I had no hands to open it.In desperation, he had no choice but to stand at the door and call out Shen Xiyuan's name:

"Shen Xiyuan, open the door!"

After his words fell, the door opened in response.

Shen Xiyuan didn't expect that when he opened the door, he would see Yan Fei coming back like this, so he didn't react for a while.

He was holding two large bowls of noodles in his hands, and his clothes were still hanging around his neck. Perhaps his hair was a little messy because of his haste. Yan Fei like this is really different from the elegant and gentle but lazy feeling in the past.

how to say.

Inexplicable joy.

"What are you looking at! Hurry up and give me a hand!" Even Yan Fei, who was always calm and composed, couldn't keep his composure even after several minutes of scrutiny by Shen Xiyuan.

Turning his head away, he told himself to ignore the fact that although Shen Xiyuan's expression was still flat, there was an unconcealable smile in his eyes.

He refused to admit that his current appearance was embarrassing.

Shen Xiyuan, who was struggling to hold back his laughter, nodded lightly, finally took the two bowls of noodles, and then turned sideways to let Yan Fei in.

Such emotions obviously shouldn't appear on him, but he couldn't help it no matter what.

What's going on here?

Yan Fei, who was free, quickly entered the door, took off the clothes around his neck and put them on the bed, but when he turned around, he saw Shen Xiyuan still hanging his head by the door and said nothing.

After straightening his messy hair casually, he said:

"What are you doing there? Eat noodles. It's getting cold."

Hearing his voice, Shen Xiyuan looked up at Yan Fei, then walked in with two bowls of noodles, and handed him one of them:

"kindness."

After finishing speaking, Shen Xiyuan sat down on the bed and silently ate the big bowl of Yangchun noodles.

In fact, Yangchun noodles are the most simple. There is no need to add anything, it is a simple green onion noodle with soy sauce in water.A person like Shen Xiyuan, who was born rich, naturally has never eaten such common people's food.

What about Yan Fei?

Yan Fei has eaten.

Not only has he eaten, he will also cook.These two bowls of noodles are his masterpiece.

The food that has been eaten many, many times is not attractive to Yan Fei. After a few big mouthfuls, he put down his chopsticks and stopped eating.

Anyway, he doesn't eat much.

Shen Xiyuan, on the other hand, ate a large bowl of noodles without saying a word. Although his movements were slow and well-educated, it was not difficult to see that he was satisfied with this bowl of noodles.

Yan Fei, who had finished eating early, was very grateful to see him, and his mood immediately improved a lot.

Recovering the original lazy and gentle aura, Yan Fei lay down on the bed, watching Shen Xiyuan silently tidy up the dishes and clothes after eating.

"you are leaving?"

"kindness."

Picking up his own clothes that had already been dried, Shen Xiyuan first put on his own pants.

"Don't change your clothes, just wear them away, to save trouble."

"En." Responding, Shen Xiyuan took his clothes and didn't intend to change. He took the bowls and chopsticks away, and turned to leave.

Walking to the door, after thinking about it, I added:

"I am leaving."

Before he could hear the reaction of the people behind him, he had already stood outside and closed the door.

Shen Xiyuan leaned against the door and stood silently for a while.

Finally, he took a step and left.

Before the elevator door closed, he saw the only door on this floor, and suddenly thought:

Niulang, shouldn't we provide that service?So... is it on the bed in that room?

For no reason, I was upset.

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