บท 388: Chapter 387: Just Think of It as a Dog Bite_2

Ye Sihan took his first bite of noodles, his expression somewhat dazed.

This lifted Xing Ling's heart into her throat.

Was this a good reaction, or a bad one?

Then she saw Ye Sihan take a second bite, a third bite.

It certainly must be good; otherwise, Ye Sihan would definitely put down his chopsticks and not subject his stomach to any discomfort.

"I'm going to go upstairs to check on the kids," Xing Ling left the kitchen.

After walking a distance, something occurred to her and she turned back, but just as she reached the door of the dining room, she heard Uncle Wen say, "Mr. Ye, does this flavor seem familiar? Is it exactly like before? Sometimes memory fades, but the taste will help you remember."

Xing Ling found Uncle Wen's words somewhat incomprehensible. Was there something special about the noodles she made? Why couldn't she understand?

What memory is lost, but taste remembers?