Initially, he only wanted to tease Ni Yang, but now, he was impatient to have a taste of the noodles.
Song Beicheng picked up the chopsticks, picked up a few strands of noodles and put them in his mouth.
The taste that met his tongue made him close his eyes contentedly.
It was tangy and crispy, addictively delicious.
At this point, he started to understand why Granny Mo enjoyed these noodles so much.
Because the taste was just too amazing!
Before he knew it, Song Beicheng had finished a large bowl of noodles, even forgetting his own neat-freak tendencies.
Satisfying his craving for the noodles wasn't enough, Song Beicheng drank all of the noodle soup as well.
At this moment, Song Beicheng was utterly conquered by the delightful food, where was the decorum of Mr. Song?
After finishing the noodle soup, Song Beicheng realized that he hadn't touched the milk tea next to him, so he picked up the cup and took a sip.
The taste of the milk tea did not disappoint him either.