In Nancy's mind, Tyrone has always been the kind of cold-blooded man who has no idea of the smell of fireworks on earth, just like a heavenly man.
But at this moment, Tyrone was holding a bowl of steaming noodles. He had the appearance of a good man at home, and had an indescribable handsomeness.
This handsomeness made Nancy more exciting than the cold-hearted Tyrone.
And the noodles in Tyrone's hands were not as unbearable as Nancy thought about.
At first she thought that Tyrone had never been a cook, and the noodles he made must have been horrible. It was such a sudden look that it was full of color and fragrance.
"Eat." Tyrone put the noodles in front of Nancy.
Nancy was a little moved.
This style of Tyrone really suddenly didn't look like an empire president, but an ordinary man
