882 Huo Yingcheng, Yu Bao'er (54)

When they got home, Yu Bao'er continued ignoring Huo Yingcheng.

Still fuming, right after opening the door she dashed straight to her blanket and laid face-down.

Seeing that she didn't close the door, Huo Yingcheng touched his nose and followed her in.

He walked over and patted Yu Bao'er. She continued to lie face-down and didn't get up, and she even kicked him grumpily.

Unsure whether to laugh or to cry, Huo Yingcheng asked, "What do you want to eat for dinner?"

Yu Bao'er didn't answer.

"I'll cook you some noodles?"

They didn't buy anything on their way back, so they could only cook with whatever ingredients they currently had on hand.

Hearing this, Yu Bao'er turned her head and stared at Huo Yingcheng with a frown. "You don't even know how to peel garlic but you know how to cook noodles?"

"Yeah, I do…"