Xia Xingcheng was a little doubtful, but with a smile, she followed Bao into the room. When she saw the two bowls of noodles on the table, she suddenly felt a strange feeling. Xia Xingcheng couldn’t believe her eyes, so she quickly lowered her head and asked, “Bao, did you cook this for me?” In Xia Xingcheng’s memory, when she ...