The Soft and Sticky Spirit In Master Yu’s Eyes is a Full-scale Boss

Not waiting for them to finish their struggles, they were taken to the next classroom, and they sat in their seats and looked at the various instant noodles on the long table.

"Come here, you're welcome, you can choose whatever you want."

"Spicy beef, braised beef, pickled beef, sauerkraut beef, and hot and sour bamboo shoots." Mo Yu took out a bunch of instant noodles and introduced them one by one enthusiastically, "Elementary school girl, which one do you want to eat? kind?"

Jiu Ci clutched her backpack and looked at the piles of instant noodles in front of her and pursed her lips. When she turned her head, she found that other seniors and sisters were accustomed to starting bubble noodles.

"Do you eat this at noon?" The pale Fu Jinnian couldn't help but ask first, the warmth on his face stiffened a bit.

"What are you, it's us." Mo Yu corrected.

Fu Jinnian: “…”

"Oh, I know, you must be very moved to meet such a friendly and inclusive department."

"It's all because you are good, we are good."

"Look at it, this is something I specially prepared to welcome you, my sister. There are all kinds of flavors."

The passionate Mo Yu made the two of them overwhelmed.

Han Yu, who came back with instant noodles, held down the energetic Mo Yu and glanced coldly.

Jiu Ci sat obediently on the chair and looked at the two of them, when a ringing sound suddenly came from her ear.

Open the small backpack, take out the phone, look at the caller ID above, and swipe to answer.

"Ci Bao." A low and magnetic voice came slowly.

"Ang." Hearing Yu Huaizhi's voice, the corners of Jiu Ci's mouth rose slightly.

"Is the get out of class over?" Yu Huaizhi asked softly, leaning on the office chair and looking out the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Hmm."

"What did you learn in class today?"

Jiu Ci tilted her head and answered seriously, "Playing with mud."

“…”

Not only was Yu Huaizhi silent, but several others in the classroom were stunned and looked at Jiu Ci.

They didn't know that their academic research was actually playing with mud.

"Fun." Jiu Ci pursed her lips and nodded.

"Are you hungry? Have you eaten well?"

"Going to eat."

Jiu Ci's gaze fell on the piles of instant noodles on the table.

"Well, what to eat?" The man in the office casually talked to the little girl, and his irritable heart finally calmed down.

Jiu Ci's eyes flickered, and he said slowly, "Spicy beef, braised beef, pickled pepper beef, sauerkraut beef, and hot and sour bamboo shoots."

Yu Huaizhi: "…"

There was no sound on the other end of the phone for a long time, Jiu Ci pinched the corner of her clothes nervously, and a lazy and sinister voice came out lazily.

"Instant noodles."

No hiding, Jiuci lowered her head in frustration, nodded weakly, "Ang."

"Cibao, your husband is not poor enough to let you eat instant noodles." Yu Huaizhi pinched his forehead and laughed angrily.

"But I'm poor." Jiu Ci whispered.

The 20 million Mr. Wei received last time was also directly credited to the salary card handed over to the husband.

The penniless big devil is extremely humble.

"Then, can our poor cuddly baby wait five minutes, eh?" Yu Huaizhi whispered with a helpless smile on his lips.

"Yes." Jiu Ci touched her belly and nodded in agreement.

"Sorry, senpai, can I wait five minutes before choosing?"

"Yes, yes." Mo Yu looked at the tender and lovely Jiu Ci, and a girlish heart of a manly girl suddenly appeared in her heart.

Ah, why didn't I find the primary school girl so soft and cute before.

"Ah, by the way, I haven't introduced myself yet." Mo Yu, who was immersed in the powder bubble, recovered, "My name is Mo Yu, junior sister."

"This cold glasses man is Han Yu, the same level as me."

"The other two are Zhang Jing and Zhou Wentao, both sophomores."

Mo Yu, who has perfect communication skills, introduced everyone directly.

Zhang Jing and Zhou Wentao, who had already started to feast on instant noodles, looked up at Jiu Ci and gave them a friendly smile.

It has to be said that there are two men and one woman at this level, and the distribution is really even.

"Jiu Ci." Jiu Ci introduced herself in a soft voice.

"Fu Jinnian." The corner of Fu Jinnian's mouth cracked into a smile, as warm as jade.

Han Yu glanced at the self-righteous Mo Yu, sat down silently and started to eat noodles.

The lens was covered with a layer of water mist under the rising heat, but he turned a blind eye and continued to eat noodles by himself.

Mo Yu, who happened to see it, rolled her eyes indecently, went up and took off his glasses, "How many times have you said that you should take off your glasses when you eat noodles."

The glasses were taken off, and Han Yu was in a trance for a moment.

I can't see joy or anger on the cold face, and when my vision is no longer so blurred, I bow my head and continue to eat noodles.

"Have you put marinated eggs and ham sausages?" Mo Yu looked like a worried mother.

"No." Han Yu looked at the bowl of instant noodles in his hand.

Mo Yu took a deep breath and took the instant noodles in front of him to the side to add eggs.

"Ah, this is a love that can be heard." Zhou Wentao, who also only had instant noodles and no one to help him add eggs, shook his head and sighed with admiration.

Zhang Jing took a sip of the soup and rolled her eyes at him.

"Fuck your love." The irritable Sister Mo wants to beat people online.

Jiu Ci glanced back and forth in the pile of instant noodles on the table, pondering for a while what kind of beef would be better.

The slender hand that had always been pale stretched out slowly and took a bucket of sauerkraut beef noodles.

Jiu Ci moved her gaze along the pale and thin arm, and looked at Fu Jinnian who was quietly taking the instant noodles.

Fu Jinnian, who made up his mind to take a bucket of instant noodles, looked a little excited and nervous. He noticed Jiu Ci's gaze, and raised his head in surprise, "Do you want this?"

He generously pushed the instant noodles in his hand to her side, with a small smile on the corner of his mouth, "Here you are."

Jiu Ci looked at the instant noodles in front of him, then looked at the shy and warm boy who came back with a bucket, and a cold and indifferent voice came out, "You can't eat this."

The corners of Fu Jinnian's lips froze while holding the instant noodle bucket, and the knuckles holding the instant noodle bucket turned slightly white.

Why hurt peace for a bucket of instant noodles.

Jiu Ci shook his head, "He is ill and can't eat junk food, it will hurt his body."

Three people who are eating junk food and no one cares: Inexplicable heartbreak.