MTL - After Secretly Marrying the Actor, She Became Wild-Chapter 53 Who touched my face?

If audio player doesn't work, press Reset or reload the page.

Chapter 53 Who touched my face?

Two large bowls of steaming noodles were brought to the table. Qiao Lian handed the chopsticks to Shen Liangchuan and picked up the chopsticks with bright eyes.

After eating the hot noodles, her hunger finally subsided. Only then did she realize that Shen Liangchuan had not moved his chopsticks and was just staring at the noodles.

She swallowed the noodles in her mouth and said vaguely: "Mr. Shen, eat it. My brother didn't like my noodles before, but later he found it very delicious."

 At this point, she lowered her head and smiled very modestly, "Although I thought it was just so-so when I ate it, you can try it."

 She picked up Shen Liangchuan's chopsticks and handed them to him expectantly.

Nafu looks like a pet that has done something good and is waiting for praise.

Shen Liangchuan frowned, took the chopsticks, picked up the noodles and put them into his mouth.

 The taste is very ordinary, the meat is a bit old, the noodles are a bit rotten, and even the vegetables are overcooked.

Shen Liangchuan swallowed the mouthful of noodles and looked up to see her eager eyes, "Mr. Shen, is it delicious?"

Her eyes were very dark and bright, and her teeth were bright and white. She was so beautiful that his heartbeat stopped for half a beat.

 But this reaction made Shen Liangchuan suddenly feel embarrassed.

He stood up suddenly, threw his chopsticks on the table, and said coldly: "This noodles is simply unpalatable."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went directly upstairs.

 Qiao Lian was stunned!

 It wasn’t until Shen Liangchuan’s figure disappeared at the top of the stairs that he finally regained consciousness.

She lowered her head and took a bite of the noodles. She smacked her lips and tasted the taste carefully. Although it was indeed not as delicious as her father and brother said, it wasn't... so unpalatable that she lost her temper, right?

Is it because he has such a bad temper, or is she really that mad?

 Qiao Lian shook her head, forget it, Movie Emperor Shen's tongue is made of gold, but she only wanted to fill her stomach.

After finishing the bowl of noodles, Qiao Lian patted her belly with satisfaction and looked at Shen Liangchuan's bowl of noodles.

 Zhang Hong and the other nannies looked down upon her now, and they might not prepare breakfast for her tomorrow morning, so... I will keep this bowl of noodles and eat it tomorrow morning.

 Like another bowl, Qiao Lian went upstairs.

 Enter the master bedroom and found that Shen Liangchuan was not in the room.

 She didn’t think much and went to bed.

 Half an hour later, Shen Liangchuan walked out of the study.

He was standing in the corridor on the second floor and could see the bowl of noodles he had just eaten on the restaurant table.

It obviously tasted so ordinary, it could even be said to be a bit unpalatable, but it seemed as if poppy had been added to it, making him uneasy.

By some strange coincidence, he went downstairs step by step, stood in front of the dining table, picked up his chopsticks, and took another bite.

The noodles were already too cold to taste, but he seemed to be possessed by a demon and picked up another chopstick.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had eaten all the noodles in the bowl.

He stared blankly at the bowl of noodles, his expression suddenly became lonely, and a trace of struggle flashed on his cold cheeks.

  —

The next day, when Qiao Lian opened her eyes, she found that her side was still empty. Shen Liangchuan probably didn't return to his room yesterday.

A feeling of emptiness flashed in her heart. She quickly adjusted her mood and went downstairs after washing.

 The nannies have already gotten up and are cleaning. Breakfast is not ready yet.

Qiao Lian walked to the dining table and saw the noodle bowl with only a little bit of soup left. Her eyes widened and she unconsciously asked loudly: "Who stole my noodles?!"

 (End of this chapter)