Two bowls of steaming noodles were placed on the table. Qiao Lian passed a pair of chopsticks to Shen Liangchuan and then, her eyes shining, picked up her own pair.
Her hunger was finally satiated once she swallowed the hot noodles. Only then did she realize that Shen Liangchuan had not even touched his chopsticks. Instead, he was just staring at the noodles.
She swallowed a mouthful of noodles and said vaguely, "Mr. Shen, please eat. My younger brother used to dislike my noodles, but after a while he found them to be extremely delicious."
As she said this, she dropped her head and smiled humbly. "Even though I personally feel that their taste is nothing spectacular, you should still try them."
She picked up Shen Liangchuan's pair of chopsticks and passed it to him hopefully.
Her expression looked like that of a pet which had just performed a good deed and was waiting to be praised.