The Deadly Hitwoman: The Heiress's Special Abilities-Chapter 353: I Still Need to Grow Taller!

Han Jing looked at Su Yu, whose face was slightly solemn. Can anyone tell her who made this master unhappy?

Su Yu didn’t say a word and just carried her away.

An Chuxue glanced at the still confused Mu Jin who had followed back, and beckoned: "Darling Jin’er, you should sleep with me tonight!"

At times like this, no one should be rushing to be a third wheel!

Su Yu carried Han Jing all the way back to his room in the Liuxian Pavilion, placed Han Jing on the bed, and Han Jing was speechless: "Hey, hey, what exactly are you up to? Not saying a word, can you not be so scary?"

Why did it feel like she had committed some huge mistake?

"Are you hungry?" Su Yu suddenly asked out of the blue.

Han Jing...

She did feel a bit hungry. It’s been several hours since dinner. Thinking about this, even the child in her belly started protesting. Truly hungry.

Han Jing blinked her eyes and nodded.

Su Yu reached out and patted her head: "Wait here!"

Then he got up and left. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Han Jing reached out to rub her slightly sore head where he had patted, muttering behind him: "Why are you patting? I’m still growing!"

Then she leaned against the headboard, idly wondering what Su Yu was up to. Did he bring her over just to ask if she’s hungry? Where did he go? Did he go ask someone to make her a midnight snack?

She waited for a while, but Su Yu still hadn’t returned.

Han Jing felt a bit sleepy. Why was making a midnight snack taking so long? What exactly was he doing? Could he not finish talking first? She was waiting to go to sleep!

As Han Jing was about to doze off, she suddenly smelled a fragrant aroma, which instantly made her already hungry mouth water.

Feeling a little shameless, Han Jing licked her lips, put on her shoes, and went around the screen to the outer room, only to see Su Yu placing a tray on the table with a not-so-small bowl. Han Jing walked over in two steps, only to see a bowl of noodles rich in color, aroma, and flavor.

Han Jing swallowed again as she always did: "Smells so good!"

Su Yu pressed her onto the chair: "Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Han Jing was already hungry, but now she was starving. First, she took a spoonful of the soup, which was a bit hot, but she still widened her eyes. The taste was amazing!

Han Jing’s tongue was burned, but she couldn’t help but scoop another spoonful into her mouth.

Su Yu...

"Eat slowly, no one’s going to take it from you."

After drinking a few spoonfuls of soup, Han Jing had time to speak to Su Yu: "Where did you find this chef? The noodles are too delicious; I’ve never... I’ve never tasted noodles this good before. Mmm, so fragrant!"

She meant to say that she hadn’t eaten such delicious noodles in many years. In her past life, she loved good food and took advantage during film shoots to enjoy various local delicacies. Even in the Princess Mansion, she had exquisite meals every day, but in the end, the ingredients in these ancient times were limited. Although they were good, they didn’t compare to the top restaurants, or the unique street foods she used to praise.

But this seemingly simple bowl of noodles absolutely matched those delicious tastes worthy of her praise!

Han Jing took a few more bites and found herself increasingly satisfied. She couldn’t help but ask: "Can you give me this chef? Let me take him back; his cooking is too good! I guarantee I’ll never get tired of eating it!"