Lin Zengxian opened the refrigerator, took out a can of cold beer and weighed it in his hands.
"Yeah."
Kim Taeyeon buried her head in eating this kind of fried chicken that she had never eaten before, chewing, chewing, chewing carefully on the edge of starving to death.
"Didn't you eat?"
Walking to the chair opposite Kim Taeyeon and sitting down, Lin Zengxian and Liu Zhimin looked at each other, pointed to the chopsticks in her hand, and signaled her not to wait.
"I just ate some fast food and I was already hungry."
After cleaning a small chicken leg, Kim Taeyeon bit into the bone and found that the chicken bone was already crispy and full of fragrance, so it was okay to eat it directly.
"So, how did you know I was cooking?"
It was originally a homemade dinner for two people with Yoo Jimin, but now it has become three people because of Kim Taeyeon’s sudden knock on the door.
Lin Zengxian did not resist the neighbor's joining.
Especially when I see Kim Taeyeon relaxing in front of me, looking like she doesn't care about her food and appearance, it's really unbearable.
The company's schedule for artists is also very solid. I just heard Kim Taeyeon say that she got up at three o'clock in the morning this morning and has been busy until she gets off work now, and this is a rare time to get off work early.
"I didn't know you were cooking. I originally wanted to see what you had in the refrigerator. I ate a little and then went back to take a shower and go to bed. There was nothing in the refrigerator. I didn't expect you to make so many delicious things today.
What a blessing."
Picking up a piece of chicken wing with a fork, Kim Taeyeon took a bite, chewed slowly, and frowned slightly.
"The fried chicken you made is different from all the fried chicken I have eaten since I was a kid. How did you make it? And the sauce you used, did you buy it?"
She moved her eyes randomly twice, but still couldn't tell what the difference was. Kim Taeyeon glanced at Lin Zengxian, who was serving soup to the middle school student next to her, and quietly reached out to touch Lin Zengxian's cold beer can.
"The fried chicken you usually eat is basically American-style fried chicken. The method is to marinate first and then fry. The chicken I made is Chinese-style fried chicken. It is marinated first and then deep-fried. As for the sauce..." What was different from what Kim Taeyeon expected was that she thought Lin Zengxian would serve soup to Liu Zhimin again, but she was wrong, and Lin Zengxian finally placed the bowl in front of her.
"I prepared it myself."
After gritting his teeth and saying the last half of the sentence, Lin Zengxian stared, stretched out his index finger, and gently knocked off Kim Taeyeon's hand that was reaching for the beer can.
"Then can you teach me?"
Withdrawing her hand, Kim Taeyeon glared back at Lin Zengxian, grabbed the spoon and put it into the bowl, slightly startled.
What kind of soup is this?
In addition to soup, the bowl also contains roasted pork, meatballs, yuba, vermicelli and a lot of other things.
"Can you cook?"
With his neck tilted backwards, Lin Zengxian glanced sideways at Kim Taeyeon and curled his lips in disgust.
After finishing speaking, he resumed his sitting position, picked up another bowl, and started serving soup to Liu Jimin.
"Ah! Why can't I? I cook ramen very well!"
Putting down the fork she had been holding in her hand, Kim Taeyeon's ears turned pink, she raised her hand and made a fist, but it didn't make a sound.
Whether it was when she was hospitalized before or when she started at Bethels Beach, this Lin Zengxian always had a way to make her angry.
"You cook ramen?"
Lin Zengxian stopped what he was doing, stretched his neck forward, wrinkled his expression, and squinted at Kim Taeyeon.
"When you were in the hospital, you added too much water to your cup noodles, and you even cooked ramen. Don't make me laugh."
Shaking his head vigorously, Lin Zengxian sighed deliberately, no longer looking at Kim Taeyeon's slightly opened lips but unable to say a word, and continued to serve Liu Jimin soup.
Kim Taeyeon really opened her lips. She couldn't think of a word to reply for a long time. Her eyes were round and round, and the word "囧" was faintly displayed on her unclear eyebrows.
Looking up at the opposite side, Lin Zengxian handed the bowl of soup to Liu Zhimin, then took out a lotus root skewered on a bamboo skewer from the large stainless steel basin filled with rattan pepper Bobo chicken, and gently placed it on Jintai.
Yan's mouth blocked this guy's mouth.
"Strong pigeons are virtuous, and their nests are in the fields. Yati rents the blue rice pigeon registration!"
Fight back without delaying your meal.
Kim Taeyeon took off the bamboo sticks vigorously, chewed the lotus root, and couldn't wait to swallow it before she started to reply to the person opposite who had to admit that she was a good cook.
He is very gentle when talking to the middle school student next to him;
I talked easily and had a tacit understanding with the nurse who was like a translator;
According to Xu Xian's description, when talking to Xu Xian, he is steady and humorous;
As a result, as soon as I come here, there will always be a period of time when people feel angry...
Kim Taeyeon chewed bitterly, put down the bamboo sticks bitterly, and then consciously took a bunch of quail eggs.
I haven’t eaten much all day today. Anyway, you don’t have to show your waist during the singing performance tomorrow. Eat! He will eat too much!
"Please speak human language."
Pulling out a bunch of fish balls and handing them to Liu Zhimin, Lin Zengxian picked up the beer can, leaned back on the chair, and couldn't help but smile.
After all, unlike artists, who have not received special training, they can’t help laughing most of the time.
"Just wait for me and I will cook ramen for you tomorrow."
Before Kim Taeyeon swallowed the lotus root, Yoo Jimin read a line lightly. When Lin Zengxian and Kim Taeyeon both looked at her, she had already lowered her head to eat the fish balls.
"I will stay in the hospital tomorrow night. Do you want to come to Ryuge Hospital to cook ramen?"
After opening the jar and taking a sip, Lin Zengxian picked up a small chicken leg and put it in his bowl. He opened the chicken with chopsticks and put a piece of it into his mouth.
No matter how you look at it, Kim Taeyeon looks more "heroic" when she eats opposite her.
"On duty?"
"The sky in August is like a girl's face. It changes when you say it." Kim Taeyeon's current expression is like the sky in August. It has already changed before she even said it was about to change. She put away her hateful glare and flashed her eyes.
She raised her eyelashes and wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to say directly, so she bit her lip, held both ends of the bamboo stick with both hands, and turned it gently.
"The surgery was originally scheduled for next week, but because I am going to participate in a cooperative surgery between Lüger and SUNH next week, it will be tomorrow night."
Kim Taeyeon regained her original expression, and Lin Zengxian stopped joking and returned to her usual quiet self.
Both pairs of eyes can reflect each other's face, and both can see the other person smiling slightly at this moment.
It seems that both myself and the person across from me have a "crazy" side, just like the past few minutes, but we can also calm down when we say quiet.
"Brother Lin, after the operation in the evening, the restaurant in the hospital should be closed, right?"
Sitting next to Lin Zengxian and diagonally across from Kim Taeyeon, Liu Zhimin continued to eat a bunch of fish balls quietly, scooped up a spoonful of soup with a spoon, blew it gently, and drank it slowly without making any obvious noise.
No.
"Well, there is also coffee available, but I don't like drinking coffee."
Lifting his head and taking a sip of beer, Lin Zengxian's eyes passed over Kim Taeyeon's head and temporarily fixed on the ceiling.
Kim Taeyeon rolled her eyes, bit her lip and thought for a moment, then raised her eyebrows and nodded without any trace.
After finishing the trip tomorrow, it will definitely be much later than now...