It’s just a pity that the instant noodles that originally belonged to him were given to that woman, and he couldn’t even drink soup, so today he could only eat white flour steamed buns.

Because she had to take care of her, she took a day off and deducted her salary for a day, and Lin Yinghua couldn't bear to soak another box.

Fearing that he was greedy, he lowered his head to chew on the steamed buns.

Wu Miaomiao looked at the instant noodles soaked in front of him, smelling the tempting fragrance that was rough but fresh, and silently whipped a magic trick. She confirmed that it was not poisonous, so she picked up the chopsticks next to her and started eating.

It seems...it tastes OK?

It was not as unbearable as she imagined. Although the various seasonings were mixed, the sauerkraut was not very fresh, and I didn’t know what strange things were placed inside, which seriously affected her picky taste buds, but because I had never eaten them before, I could accept them.

While eating, she thought: Who am I?

My original living conditions should be very good, otherwise I would not be so picky about food and feel so sensitive to taste. Although I am picky about food, I am not completely unable to eat it. In other words, although she is from a wealthy family, she can endure hardships.

Thinking of how he could crush a stone with his bare hands, Wu Miaomiao felt that he could endure hardships, there was nothing strange about it.

But for some reason, even if she lost her memory, she could feel the strangeness in front of her. She always felt that her life in the past should not be like this, otherwise she would not be surprised to see everything, and there was a strong sense of discomfort.

Before she knew it, she finished eating this bucket of instant noodles, but the soup was not drunk. After all, there were too many messy ginseng and the picky taste buds were always in a state of repulsion, so she no longer forced herself.

But she didn't expect that when she handed the soup to Lin Yinghua, he asked, "You don't want this soup?"

"No, thank you."

"You don't want it, then I'll drink it." Lin Yinghua took it directly to dip his steamed buns based on the principle of not being romantic.

Wu Miaomiao: "..." Don't you feel dirty when eating what others have eaten?

I felt a little uncomfortable, but when I looked up, I saw this small house. I remembered what he said that he couldn't support me, so I swallowed it back.

Perhaps, this bowl was already a very rare delicacy for him on a certain side that seemed a bit difficult to swallow.

What had slipped through Wu Miaomiao's mind, and something like that was added to his palm: Doubt? Can I make something out of thin air?

After hesitating for a moment, she still didn't take it out.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, it is better for her to act rashly before she understands the world clearly.

Lin Yinghua quickly finished the steamed buns and drank the remaining soup. She wiped her mouth and said, "Apart from amnesia, you shouldn't feel uncomfortable? If not, I'll go to work for the holiday. I'll cost more than 100 yuan a day, I can get dozens of dollars in half a day, and I can buy several instant noodles."

"Okay." If you can escape from the monk, you can't escape from the temple. Wu Miaomiao is not afraid of him running away.

"If you feel bored at home, just watch TV. Although there is no station, you can pass the time no matter how hard it is." When he finished speaking, Lin Yinghua was able to foresee the meter running away. Alas... why is he so soft-hearted? Just a woman who cares for repatriation, there is no need to be so kind to her.

TV? Wu Miaomiao had no idea what this was, but in order to prevent himself from showing flaws, he just didn't ask.
Chapter completed!