Mysterious Leaf Two Young Master

  Why did she agree so readily to make a midnight snack for someone else? She must have been deceived by the soft voice of the woman on the phone.

  Miss Wen is very troubled.

  Her face is still swollen and painful.

  Warmth rummaged through the refrigerator and found noodles, chicken meat, eggs, and a handful of green vegetables. She took them out and served Ye Fei Mo a bowl of egg and lean meat noodles. The kitchen was spotless, as if it had never been used before.

  Ye Fei Mo usually doesn't cook at ordinary times, so why is there food in the refrigerator?

  She didn't think much of it, and while cooking noodles, she used ice cubes to cool her face, and she was quite impressed with herself for being able to multitask.

  She had just cooked the noodles when Ye Fei Mo came down, frowning at her with an unpleasant tone, "What are you doing?"

  "Let's cook noodles, just now there...". Warming up for a moment, she said not to mention the phone thing, and she pursed her lips: "I think you're hungry, so I cooked some noodles."

  Ye Fei Mo's eyes were fixed on her, his hair still dripping with water, his sleepwear open, and the droplets of water on his collarbone shone with a captivating light under the lamp. His entire being exuded a dangerous sensuality. The depth of his gaze was unfathomable to her, she couldn't understand what was brewing in his cold, piercing eyes, but only felt that under such a gaze, she became tense and uneasy.

  Did she do something wrong?

  "Hey, Ye Ershao, I'm asking you too, whether you're happy or not, at least show a different expression, always being so wooden makes it hard for her to guess your mood."

  "Yè èr shǎo, bài tuō nǐ, nǐ gāoxìng, bù gāoxìng, nǐ zhìshǎo tiāo yī tiāo méi máo yě hǎo le, nǐ zǒng shì zhème miàn wú biǎoqíng de, shuí cāi dé chū nǐ de xīn qíng a? Wǒ yào zuò cuò shén me shì le, nǐ shuō yī shēng jiù hǎo, bié zhème yī shùn bù zhǎ de kàn rén, méi xīnzàng bìng yě yào bèi nǐ xià chū xīnzàng bìng le." Wēnnuǎn rěn bu zhù dào.