Forbidden Passion

Chapter 123 Spicy Noodles

Phoebe glanced at the screen, flipped her phone over and placed it on the table. She lowered her head and continued eating her noodles, pretending not to have seen it. The clear broth was not satisfying enough, so she added a lot of chili to it.

The chili oil floated on the noodles, fiery red.

Evan glanced at her fair little face and her lips, which had turned red from the spiciness. His heart inexplicably stirred, and he coughed lightly. "Aren't you afraid of spicy food?" "It's only satisfying when it's spicy."

After Phoebe finished speaking, as if remembering something, she fell into reminiscence. "There was also a noodle shop outside Harvard University. Their chili oil was particularly delicious. When I was studying there, they practically provided my breakfast and late-night snacks."

Evan smiled and said, "Sounds good."

"If there's a chance, I'll take you there for a visit." While Phoebe spoke, she took another bite of noodles. After finishing a bowl of wontons, she was sweating profusely.

With sweat drenching her body, her mood seemed much more relaxed.

She got up to pay the bill and Evan leisurely drank the last drop of soup. Side by side, they walked back.

Phoebe's footsteps slowed down, feeling reluctant

Evan spoke first, "You're not in a hurry to go back, are you?" Phoebe didn't need to check the time; she knew it was already late. It's just that she didn't want to

Theodore, nor did she want to

she wished time would freeze at this moment and never

for a

unscathed doesn't fear the wounded. Evan was a celebrity, an idol, with more

that she would reveal their late-night rendezvous and

a small street. After about fifty meters, they arrived at

the doorbell, and before long, someone came to open the

my friend Justin, and this

go about your business. Don't mind us. I'll take her to the recording studio for a while," Evan

to them. After entering a music production room, he

the recording studio," Evan said, leading Phoebe towards

walked, Phoebe looked around at the courtyard. It appeared plain from the outside but

recording studio, Evan turned on the audio equipment and handed a pair