Aria Rowlett held Brandon Heath’s hand and turned to walk outside: "Okay, let’s go out. I can’t wait to taste how our Minister’s first attempt at cooking noodles turned out."
"Aria." Brandon Heath’s expression was complex.
Aria looked back at him: "What’s wrong?"
"The noodles... they aren’t very good. How about I make them for you again in a couple of days? Once I’ve completely learned how to do it, I will..."
"No need," Aria interrupted him. "I just looked at them and thought they seed fine."
"But..."
"Alright, let try them first. You’ve already cooked them, so don’t waste them."
Heath hesitated for a mont, then nodded.
*
At the dining table.
There was a steaming bowl of noodles.
Aria walked over and sat down, while Brandon sat next to her. He watched her pick up the fork, a rare hint of nervousness on his face.
This nervousness was even greater than when he encountered problems at work.
When encountering a problem on the job, he would find a way to solve it.
No matter how difficult the problem was, he could solve it in the end.
But now...
Brandon was uncertain and afraid that Aria would find his noodles unpalatable.
It was rare for her to make a request of him, and he felt guilty for not doing his best to fulfill it.
He watched Aria take a bite of the noodles and asked imdiately: "How is it?"
Aria didn’t speak. After slowly swallowing the mouthful of noodles, she nodded, saying: "Mmm, not bad."
"Really? You’re not lying to ?" Brandon expressed his doubts.
"Really." Aria took another bite while speaking, then smiled. "If this is your first ti cooking, it’s really not bad. Although the taste isn’t great, it’s not terrible either. I think you’ve done quite well."
The noodles truly weren’t good.
However, since it was Brandon’s first ti cooking, Aria felt that it was genuinely not bad.
Moreover, to her, the thought behind it was even more important.
Even if the noodles were terrible, her heart was sweet.
Such a man.
A man who had been pampered from a young age, never experiencing the smoky atmosphere of a kitchen before.
For the first ti in his life, he cooked for her.
This gesture ant so much to her.
Aria continued eating a few more bites of the noodles.
Her eating seed sowhat forced.
Her tastes during pregnancy were different from usual, and she had beco particularly picky when it ca to food. Combined with the fact that Heath’s noodles didn’t taste great, she felt slightly unwell after a few bites.
Brandon noticed.
As Aria continued to eat, he took the bowl away from her.
Aria looked up, startled.
"Don’t eat any more." Brandon gently touched her head and wiped her lips with a handkerchief. "If you don’t like it, don’t force yourself to eat it. I know the noodles aren’t good. I originally thought it would be a simple task, but I didn’t expect..."
He sighed softly: "I didn’t expect that I couldn’t even properly cook a bowl of noodles. Aria, are you disappointed?"
"How could I be?" Aria shook her head. "As I said before, for your first ti cooking, this is already quite good. Do you know how my first ti in the kitchen went? I almost burned it down."
"Brandon Heath, I’m truly content just with your thoughtfulness."
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