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Tang Ji'an's noodles were quickly served, one bowl per person, and in the blue and white lace bowl, there was an egg and a handful of green spinach.

Judging from the appearance alone, Mu Mian's dishes lost.

She sat there with a weak heart: "I really didn't expect that you would actually cook noodles, haven't you been served since you were a child?"

"I'll just cook a noodle. ”

Mu Mian said: "Then you have to find a virtuous woman when you are looking for a daughter-in-law, otherwise it is estimated that the two of them will have to quarrel every day about who they are cooking for." ”

Tang Ji'an poured her a little osmanthus wine and glanced at her: "I have a nanny, I just don't like to have people live with me, otherwise I have a lot of servants in my house, I don't have to cook, and my wife doesn't have to cook." ”

Mu Mian smirked: "Oh, that's good, it's good." ”

Tang Ji'an took a bite of noodles and stretched his brows: "It tastes good." ”

Mu Mian pouted: "Are you so self-defeating?"

Tang Ji'an looked at her, Mu Mian also took a sip, and said with a sense of conscience, it is really good, the saltiness is moderate, the softness and hardness are just right, and the eggs are slightly soft......

As a bowl of noodles, it is qualified.

"Hmm...... Be...... Yes, it's not bad. ”

Tang Ji'an replied lightly, and the end of his tone rose slightly, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

He took a sip of wine, then a second, third, fourth, and was under too much pressure and a lot of work, and he needed to release it.

There are always some voices outside, saying that he relied on his Lao Tzu to ascend to the throne, so he became the vice president at such a young age, and he had to work harder than others to block the mouths of the people.

So, he's a workaholic.

Mu Mian didn't stop him, just watched him drink osmanthus wine cup after cup.

She occasionally takes a small sip.

His house is very good, and there is a large glass window next to the dining room, and when she turns her head, she can see the heavy snow blowing outside the window, and her voice is a little excited: "It's snowing outside, and if you push the door tomorrow morning, it will definitely be snowing outside." ”

Tang Ji'an was very old, and his tone was a little sneering: "How can you be like a child, it's just a snowfall, you have sighed many times." ”

"It's fun to snow, our family lives in that kind of big yard, because grandpa is very traditional and likes four generations in the same house, so our uncle, second uncle and their children live in a yard, and on a snowy day, it's fun, snowball fights, building snowmen......"

She said happily, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Tang Ji'an looking at her, what was in those eyes......

It seems to be ...... Envy, envy to the extreme, a little sadness came out, so that she couldn't stop her chest from clogging.

"How...... What's wrong?"

Tang Ji'an rolled his gaze, and his voice was very soft: "It's nothing, you go on......"

He likes to hear her say this, very plain and ordinary, but full of the breath of life, since he was a child, he has never experienced the breath of life.

In his life, there is only darkness, indifference, and impersonalness.

His mother committed suicide in front of him, and his uncle was strong and asked him not to be close to his father, but in fact, his father was indeed not close to him, and his brother ...... It seems that since he was a teenager, he has had the idea of competing with his brother......

There is no father's kindness and filial piety, no brothers, friends and brothers, family affection, in the Tang family, in the Su family, all of them do not exist.

This kind of life has trained him into the indifferent and ruthless appearance he has now, and deep down, he still longs for warmth, longing for some innocuous words on this snowy night, but it is the softest place in your heart that can be gently impacted.

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