The water boiled, and before putting in the noodles, Ling Feng threw in some seafood, crab sticks, and the skin and meat of the White Jiao all at once.
As a result, when it was ready, there was more meat than noodles.
After cooking, Zheng Yitong found a larger container and filled it up to the brim.
The two sat facing each other, and Ling Feng picked up his chopsticks: "Try it, although you were born in Harbor Island, you've never tasted such top-quality seafood noodles before!"
"I haven't had seafood noodles like this, but I have tasted the delicious ingredients from Ling's family, and I still remember them vividly!"
Zheng Yitong said while picking up a crab stick.
As they ate and chatted, since they weren't outsiders, Ling Feng started talking about Cheng Xiao.
After listening, Zheng Yitong was stunned and widened her eyes: "No way, there's actually something like this?"
