Song Nuan: "The way you say it, being with me only makes you angry?"
Lu Yan chuckled, finishing his noodles: "I'll take you out to eat later."
Song Nuan was puzzled: "Aren't you on duty? If we go out to eat, who's going to look after here?"
"I can hand over the shift at noon," Lu Yan ruffled her hair: "It's New Year's, I can't let you just eat noodles here with me."
Song Nuan: "It sounds like you're saying the noodles I brought are shabby?"
"..." Lu Yan: "I didn't say that. You don't need such big thoughts, really didn't mean it."
"I'm thrilled you came to bring me food."
Lu Yan chuckled: "What did you tell your family? Your sister and brother-in-law should have gone to eat, and you just ran out?"
Song Nuan grinned: "I haven't mentioned having a boyfriend yet, but I'm planning to tell them."
"Once I tell them, my parents might warmly host you and want to meet you. I think my brother-in-law is in a similar profession, and they have a good impression of this work."
