C97 Whose Methods Are More Ruthless

Not long after, Zhang Chu Lan brought out a bowl of egg noodles. When she placed it here, Su Meng Xue could smell a fragrant aroma.

"Why haven't I seen you be so enthusiastic before? From tomorrow onwards, you have to make me egg noodles as well. If you don't want to sit, then sleep on the street and don't stay here." Seeing how tasty Little Yan's food was, Su Mengxue also felt a bit hungry