2d X Noodle Novels & Stories

“Ow! Hot, hot, hot!” Dare was by my side in an instant, his large hand gently guiding the pot. “Careful, Madeleine. Let me.” “No!” I yelped, pulling it away. “I said I’ve got it!” I poured the steaming water and shockingly firm noodles into the colander, then nearly dropped it trying to transfer them to the saucepan with the sauce. Noodles flew, one landing innocently in Dare’s perfectly styled hair. He plucked it out with a bewildered expression.

the woman broke through the silence. "What do you have on the house?" I asked, adjusting my sitting position. I didn't miss the way the woman's eyes went down to my belly. "Since you're pregnant, I'd suggest a light meal. Do you want to try our signature Hungry Man Size noodles?" "Hungry Man Size? Is there something like that?" I asked, getting curious. I hadn't heard such a name before. The woman let out a smile. "It is a special noodle for couples. I figure it would be good for you considering your condition."

Jai grinned, "Awesome. Wait, what's this green noodle-like food called?" "Green Noodle," Darrion answered briefly before drinking from his own water cup. The blonde had also finished his own food. Jai frowned and the edge of his lips twitched unamused, "Only Green Noodle? It doesn't have any additional name to it? Like, Noodle of Hope, or Matcha Strands of Destiny?" Darrion looked at Jai strangely, "You and your nonsense again. No, it is literally called Green Noodle." "What's it made from?" Jai asked as they collected the food container and put it back in the delivery bag.

I said. " With your mother, I'm not taking any chances." Dagna said, uncovering another bowl to reveal delicious looking pancit( the new cook liked to mess around with exotic dishes) " I'm just going to sit here and dig into this divine noodles." She continued eagerly picking up a fork, from the pile of cutleries neatly arranged on the edge of the tray. " No." I said firmly, getting to my feet and snatching the bowl out of her hands. My taste buds squirmed in want as it's delicious aroma assailed my nostrils, but I remained stoic- returning it to the tray and covering it back up.

“Shall I cook some noodles for you?” “Okay…” “Beef noodles?” “Seafood noodles. I don’t feel like having meat…” Xyla added. “Sure. I’ll prepare our lunch now. You can put on makeup first.” Then, the man strode out of the room.