Yan Yuan originally wanted to stop Li Xiang from staying here overnight.
I was also shocked by Zhang Ling's words.
She called Li Xiang's name, as if to indirectly imply that she allowed Li Xiang to stay the night.
He was a little excited because of this, but he didn't understand what was said behind it, so he asked:
"Yan Yuan, what did she just say?"
"I..." Yan Yuan just wanted to evade and said that he didn't hear clearly, but then he remembered what he had just explained, so he could only bite the bullet and said, "Oh, she...she told you not to forget to fry some chicken legs for breakfast tomorrow."
Yan Yuan really couldn’t continue editing.
So I had an idea and followed the idea of making breakfast and ordered fried chicken legs.
On the other hand, I also want to improve the food by the way.
"It's not good to eat something so greasy so early in the morning. What's more, she's still sick."
Yan Yuan had a black line as she listened to Li Xiang's questioning.
I actually forgot that eating too greasy breakfast is not a good idea.
However, the words have already been spoken, and it is impossible to swallow them back casually. I can only bite the bullet and continue to compile:
"Well... Mr. Li, you don't know something. Zhang Ling and I both like to eat meat. Especially after an injury, if you don't eat a few good meals, your physical strength will not be restored for a while. So in order not to affect the future
You can only have good food in your work and life.”
Li Xiang listened to Yan Yuan's explanation without any doubts.
After having dinner with Zhang Ling several times, I found that her eating habits are really different from those of ordinary women.
I am not afraid at all that eating too much fat will affect my figure.
Li Xianggang wanted to express that he would make fried chicken legs tomorrow morning.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Ling called out "Li Xiang" again, and then said something difficult to hear.
Yan Yuan went crazy when she heard Zhang Ling talking in her sleep.
She silently shouted to Zhang Ling to do well and stop talking in her sleep.
She didn't want to continue making up lies for Li Xiang.
"Yan Yuan, what did Zhang Ling say this time?"
What was supposed to come finally came, and Li Xiang's words rang in Yan Yuan's ears again.
How to do how to do?
Yan Yuan pretended to be busy and put the bowl of ginger soup on the bedside table, repeatedly picking it up and then putting it down again.
Finally, as if he realized that his actions were ridiculous, he picked up the ginger soup bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
It's a bit like mistaking ginger soup for wine.
She turned around suddenly, pretending to be angry and said:
"I don't know! You don't have long ears and can't you listen on your own? I'm not your full-time translator. Humph..."
Li Xiang looked at Yan Yuan in confusion, recalling his words and deeds just now, but it seemed that he didn't say anything offensive.
He sighed deeply and felt that it was really difficult to understand a woman's thoughts.
This night!
Li Xiang originally planned to spend the night alone on the sofa in the living room.
I never thought that Zhang Ling would call "Li Xiang" from time to time, and at the same time say something difficult to hear.
People are so strange!
The more I don’t understand, the more I want to understand.
What did he even say to understand Zhang Ling?
I purposely made the recording with my mobile phone.
I plan to listen carefully to what Zhang Ling said when I have time in the future.
Yan Yuan was afraid that she had not understood what Zhang Ling said and had lied casually and it would be exposed.
Several times, she deliberately yelled and said a few words when Zhang Ling was talking.
There were also several times when Li Xiang accidentally clicked on the recording phone to pause it.
As a result, less than ten of Zhang Ling's 99 calls were recorded.
However, he was very satisfied with having less than ten recordings.
Fleas eat.
Zhang Ling's fever had subsided in the morning and evening.
Still sleeping peacefully in the bedroom, Yan Yuan's nose smelled the fragrant smell of fried chicken, and he immediately sat up from the bed, scanning without seeing Li Xiang.
"I wonder if Li is really frying chicken."
Yan Yuan's sleepy eyes instantly lit up when he thought of this. The fried chicken legs hadn't even been fed into his mouth yet, and the taste alone was already making people drool.
Unable to resist the temptation of delicious food, Yan Yuan quickly got up, changed her clothes, and headed straight for the kitchen.
This set of movements was very light and Zhang Ling was not awakened.
Standing at the door of the kitchen, looking at Li Xiang wearing an apron, Yan Yuan was a little stunned.
Oh my god!
The legendary diamond king Lao Wu Li Xiang was actually preparing breakfast.
Then I looked at the prepared cold salad, which was as slender as silk, the egg white and yolk of the fried egg were distinct, and the millet porridge was soft and sticky...
Especially the fried chicken legs are full of color, flavor and taste, and the quality is comparable to that of a star-rated hotel chef.
"Zhang Ling, are you awake?" Li Xiang felt keenly that someone was standing behind him asking.
Yan Yuan did not answer the question first, her body instinct was out of control, she took a few steps forward, picked up a chicken leg and started eating.
"Delicious, really delicious..."
Yan Yuan's lack of words made it impossible for her to think of other words and sentences to praise her.
So it's a bit like a parrot repeating what he has been taught.
Li Xiang glanced at Yan Yuan beside him with some surprise.
"Hey, last night we were talking about fried chicken legs for Zhang Ling. Why did you start eating before you even said dinner was ready?"
Yan Yuan grunted like a sow just eating.
Li Xiang, who was ignored, said nothing more for Zhang Ling's sake.
Because the buns in his steamer are about to be cooked.
Turn off the heat, uncover the lid, and a stream of steam rises like a fairy flying into the sky, and the strong smell of eggplant hits your nostrils.
Li Xiang had just put five or six steamed buns on a plate when he saw a hand reaching over.
Yan Yuan picked up a bun and put it to her mouth, took a deep sniff and said with a smile:
"Yeah, not bad! Just from the smell of this bun, I know it must be better than fried chicken drumsticks."
Fried chicken legs?
Li Xiang subconsciously looked at the plate that previously held fried chicken drumsticks, but the drumsticks were no longer there.
What's even more disgusting is that Yan Yuan didn't throw the bones into the trash can and put them on the plate.
Is this to show off Yan Yuan's outstanding achievements?
He fried three chicken drumsticks, but Yan Yuan finished them in a short time.
Moreover, Yan Yuan looked like he was not full and wanted to grab the steamed buns stuffed with eggplant that had just come out of the pot.
"Hey, Yan Yuan. I finally understand. You must have lied to me last night. Zhang Ling never mentioned that she wanted to eat fried chicken legs this morning."
Yan Yuan paused for a moment when she heard Li Xiang's accusation. She didn't expect that she would be exposed so quickly.
But Li Xiang’s fried chicken legs are really delicious.
I accidentally ate it all by myself.
Yan Yuan seemed to be afraid that Li Xiang would snatch the bun from his hand and refuse to eat it.
So I took a bite first to try to stop Li from trying to snatch it away.
Li Xiang knew that his guess was correct when he saw Yan Yuan's reaction.
"I see clearly that you, Yan Yuan, are greedy for food. You ate all three chicken drumsticks by yourself. You...it's fine if you don't leave one for me. You ate all Zhang Ling's portion.
you……"
Zhang Ling came out with a haggard look on her face and said with a smile:
"It's okay! Just let her eat. I don't want to eat anything too greasy so early in the morning."
Yan Yuan turned around and smiled at Zhang Ling and continued eating the buns in her hands.
From time to time, he would praise "it's delicious".
Li Xiang also looked at Zhang Ling with a smile and said:
"You're awake! Just in time, let's have breakfast together."
Zhang Ling looked at the food in the kitchen with a smile and said:
"Thank you for getting up so early and preparing such a sumptuous breakfast for us."
"It's okay, as long as you are willing, I am willing to make breakfast for you every day." Li Xiang said as he walked out with two plates.
"I'm telling you, Mr. Li, you can't be so stingy that you only care about our Zhang Ling's breakfast!" Yan Yuan said anxiously, swallowing the food in her mouth.
"No problem!" Li Xiang was a little grateful to Yan Yuan for his assist.
I thought that Yan Yuan did not eat the three fried chicken legs in vain.
A shy blush appeared on Zhang Ling's haggard face.
She was about to open her mouth to refute Yan Yuan's talk.
Yan Yuan continued to rush to say:
"Mr. Li, I'm optimistic about you. Your cooking skills are as good as those of chefs in star-rated hotels. It would be a great blessing for my Zhang Ling to marry you."
Li Xiang didn't pay attention to Yan Yuan's choice of words and continued:
"Then Zhang Ling must give me this opportunity!"
Zhang Ling listened to the two people singing and talking in harmony, and she didn't feel any displeasure in her heart.
Instead, it seemed that she had already acquiesced in the relationship between her and Li Xiang.
Her acquiescence in front of Xiaodouzi before was now extended to Yan Yuan.
Zhang Ling's current consideration is not to quickly deny their relationship.
Instead, I'm thinking whether their relationship is progressing a little too fast?
Yes, Zhang Ling began to accept Li Xiang subtly.
It's just that she has been forcing herself to regard Li Xiang as a substitute for her first love.
balderdash!
Last night’s sleep talk is the best proof.
She called Qi Diaozhe 37 times in total, and called Li Xiang 99 times.
Of these 99 calls, 80% of them were called with a happy tone.
Obviously, Li Xiang is far more suitable for Zhang Ling than Qi Diaozhe.
It's just that the authorities are obsessed with it, so Zhang Ling didn't realize this.
Zhang Ling took the bowl handed to her by Li Xiang and tasted the food carefully prepared for her by another man besides her father.
Of course, she has never tasted the food cooked by Qi Diaozhe.
After a brief taste, it tasted really good as Yan Yuan said.
Take another bite and you can taste the taste is obviously different from that of my father.
From her father's food, she could feel the unique sense of father's affection for his daughter.
But she could taste the man's doting on his beloved woman in Li Xiang's food.
A sense of home happiness arises spontaneously.
This kind of happiness does not have the same sense of dependence on my father, but more of an impulse to want to pay for the other person.
No, to be precise, it should be said that it is the urge to pay for this home.
Because the figure of Xiaodouzi emerged in her mind.
By the way, I imagined the happy scene of a family of three sitting together having breakfast.
Yan Yuan saw her happy smile became even stronger, and said to him with a somewhat teasing tone:
"Look! Look at her happy look, I believe that we, Ling'er, will definitely give you this opportunity. Mr. Li, no, brother-in-law, please come often and cook delicious food for us, Zhang Ling, when you have time."
"No problem!" Li Xiang said happily because of Yan Yuan's title.
This matter was settled by them without Zhang Ling's consent.
She didn't say anything to stop her, but her face, which was filled with a happy smile, was a little more embarrassed.
However, she felt that it would be bad if she didn't express her position clearly.
He put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, swallowed the food in his mouth, and looked at the two people in front of him seriously.
The two of them seemed to feel the power from her.
Even though Li Xiang was already panicking, he still looked at her calmly and asked:
"Zhang Ling, the look in your eyes means that the millet porridge I cooked is not to your taste?"
Yan Yuan seemed to have a calm expression, but his two hands placed under the table were rubbing each other desperately unconsciously.
It felt like my hands were stained with something difficult to clean.
"Hey, you're probably not sick yet. No, I'm going to get a temperature gun to test you."
Yan Yuan vaguely felt that a storm was coming.
She guessed that it was probably because what she just said made her unhappy.
So I wanted to find a reason to get away and leave.
Zhang Ling stared at Yan Yuan who was about to get up and flee and said:
"Wait a minute! Yan Yuan, where do you want to go?"
"Of course..." Yan Yuan pointed at Zhang Ling's bedroom and said.
Zhang Ling's expression remained serious and she said:
"No, you'd better sit down quietly and continue eating."
"Okay!" Yan Yuan said, swallowing.
Zhang Ling glanced at the two of them again, and after a burst of weird laughter, she continued to say seriously:
"It's okay, don't be nervous, I just want to tell you. You can just let me take it as the topic and continue talking about it casually."
"Don't dare!" The two of them said in unison.
After hearing this, Zhang Ling said with an even more elusive smile:
"It's okay, it's okay. I said don't be nervous. You can really continue to talk about whatever you want. However, I want to make it clear to you. What you say can only represent your views and does not represent my attitude. Please know this.
!”
Zhang Ling clearly saw disappointment in Li Xiang's eyes.
But she was already happy.
She seemed to want to see Li Xiang disappointed.
Because she remembered what Yan Yuan said.
For men, the easier it is for a woman to get, the less seriously he will take the woman.
She felt that what Yan Yuan said was right.
Because she herself also has this mentality.
"I understand, understand!" Yan Yuan nodded repeatedly.
Li Xiang looked at Zhang Ling with worry and confusion and asked:
"Is your health really better?"
To be honest, he would rather believe that Zhang Ling still has a fever at this time.
That's why I said those confusing words just now.
Zhang Ling glanced at Li Xiang with a serious expression. Although she didn't say a word, it seemed to him that she had said everything.
"Oh, I understand!" Li Xiang said with endless disappointment.
He over-interpreted it as Zhang Ling had been enduring.
Who will be tolerated?
Undoubtedly persona non grata.
His early efforts were just adding trouble to her.
That's why she kept putting up with him.
"Sister..." As soon as Yan Yuan opened her mouth, she felt something was wrong and immediately changed her words, "Mr. Li, what do you know?"
Li Xiang did not answer Yan Yuan's question.
In other words, I don’t have the nerve to answer this question.
He just lowered his head and continued to eat the food in his bowl.
The room was currently as quiet as after a fierce battle.
A few moments.
Li Xiang seemed to suddenly remember something important.
He put down his bowls and chopsticks first and stood up and said:
"I've finished eating. Sorry, my company has something urgent to do so I left first. As for the bowls and chopsticks, I'll leave it to Miss Yan Yuan."
Yan Yuan was just about to open her mouth to evade, but the moment she saw Li Xiang's back, she couldn't utter a single word as she reached her lips.
Zhang Ling looked at the disappearing figure and felt inexplicably empty and uncomfortable.
I obviously regretted what I just said to Li Wan.
But he still put down his dishes and chopsticks and left the table with dignity.
She did have some impulse in her heart, and she wanted to chase him out immediately and apologize to Li Xiang.
But Zhang Ling still tried to comfort herself, saying that if it were Qi Diaozhe, she wouldn't be blamed.
So she packed her things with peace of mind and prepared to go to work.
As soon as she arrived at the door, she heard Yan Yuan calling her.
Yan Yuan was seen walking over with a bowl of ginger soup in his hand.
"When I was just cleaning up the kitchen, I found that there was some ginger soup that Li Xiang prepared for you. He left a note asking me to watch you drink it to strengthen your health."
Zhang Ling was a little dazed at first, then drank it without hesitation. A warm current surged from her chest to her limbs.
It actually caused her eyes to start to get wet involuntarily.