The sauce and the broth were kept separate, requiring her to mix them herself. The noodles were firm and chewy, specially made by Lun You last night. Sometimes, Liu Mingxing would marvel at how there could be such a perfect man in this world - handsome, smart, and so skilled in cooking. It was simply unfair to others.
Liu Mingxing finished mixing the beef noodles and brought the fragrant dish back to the table. Just as she was about to eat with her chopsticks, something on the table caught her eye.
Huh, isn't this Lun You's phone? Did he forget to take it?
Liu Mingxing casually picked it up. She glanced at it and, overcome with curiosity, couldn't help but swipe to unlock the screen.
Lun You's personal phone had no password. Upon entering, the homepage appeared, and Liu Mingxing, as if possessed, clicked on the photo album.
She and Lun You had never taken a photo together, nor did she know if Lun You had secretly taken photos of her.
