"I'll pour it out." Huangfu Ye reached out to grab it.
"Don't move!" Beiming Han suddenly scolded.
"Big Brother, it's uneatable now."
"Who told you that! It's still edible." Beiming Han looked at the half-filled thermal soup jug of noodles. How could it not be edible? Xiao Ya had once made this for him to please him, it was left for a long time, but he still found it delicious.
"Big Brother, let me heat it up for you. Your current stomach condition can't take cold food, I assure you, not a bit will be less." Having sought Beiming Han's opinion, not getting any reply, Bai Jingqing took the soup jug and went to find the microwave.
Soon, Bai Jingqing returned, holding a pair of chopsticks in his hand.
Beiming Han sat there and seriously ate all the remaining noodles.
Bai Jingqing saw that he showed no sign of wanting to vomit, he really felt that this was too miraculous. He couldn't stomach the soup, but was able to digest the noodles.
