Chapter 273 Made Longevity Noodles for Her
The three men, two adults and one child, were all covered in white flour on their faces, bodies, and hands, looking completely disheveled.
Calvin, needless to say, a man who looks so good could never be in a mess. Alfredo is also adorable, at most they just got some flour on themselves.
The worst was Blake!
The hair that is usually so precious and not allowed to be touched by others is now as messy as a bird’s nest, covered in flour, making it impossible to see the red streaks he dyed. His face and neck are covered in powder.
My handsome image was completely ruined!
‘Myrna’s mouth twitched, seriously suspecting that they were not going to the kitchen to make noodles, but to blow up the kitchen.
Otherwise, this effect cannot be achieved.
“Mya, are you awake?” Blake didn’t feel embarrassed at all at this moment, holding a bowl of noodles excitedly and walking quickly towards the dining table. He didn’t forget to greet her, “You woke up just in time. The noodles just came out of the pot, piping hot. Come and taste it!”
Calvin also pushed Alfredo over, his face with a disastrous and harmful appearance, with well–defined features, deep eyes, and thin lips that curved slightly. His voice was low and magnetic as he said, “Blake, Alfi, and I made longevity noodles for you. Since we missed your birthday cake, at least you should have a bowl of longevity
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noodles to make up for it.”
Myrna could tell
from the three pairs of eyes staring at her eagerly that they must have thought she hadn’t moved on from the events of the day.
Rubbing my forehead involuntarily, feeling a bit helpless, but my heart was warm: “Actually, you don’t have to do this.”
She was not the kind of person who would be unable to move on just because of a few words from others. It’s just that at that time, she was feeling emotional and in a slightly bad mood, and wanted to be alone for a while.
After taking a nap, she was much better.
At least, they no longer took to heart what the Stark family said.
As soon as Blake saw her calm expression on her snow–white profile, her dark eyes full of clarity and determination, he knew that she truly didn’t take Leann’s words to heart, and the weight that had been hanging in the air was mostly lifted.
Blinking her peach blossom eyes, she pushed Myrna onto the chair and placed a steaming bowl of noodles in front of her, smiling mischievously and saying, “My darling little sister, it’s your birthday and you deserve to have longevity noodles just like everyone else.”
“Try the taste quickly~”
He was afraid that the taste would not be good, so he preemptively shifted the blame: “Mr. Larson made the noodles and he also adjusted the taste. Alfi and I mainly assisted him. If the taste is not good, just take a few bites and pretend to be satisfied, there’s no need to finish it all.”
Cedric was quietly pouring water for Myrna beside him when he heard
these words, causing the corners of his mouth to twitch fiercely.
How did he feel that Mr. Payne had been spending too much time with Mr. Larson and becoming more and more like a dog?
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Myrna had never eaten longevity noodles.
Blake didn’t notice the noodles in the bowl until he sat down there.
The thin noodles soaked in the soup, sprinkled with finely chopped green onions on top, emitting a scent of green onions. It was not spicy, but for some reason, it looked very appetizing.
Just then, a pair of forks was handed to her.
She looked up and met a pair of deep, seemingly captivating eyes that could draw people in.
“I knew you liked spicy food, but the noodles are made with scallion oil, so I didn’t add chili for you. I specifically learned how to make it, and the taste should be pretty good. Do you want to give it a try?”
Alfredo also looked at her with anticipation on his face.
Myrna was originally not interested in noodles without chili, but inexplicably she took the fork he handed over, lowered her head and picked up the noodles, and took a bite.
