At this moment, Lin Yan was sitting at the dining table, as if on pins and needles.
It's just a meal, but there is an inexplicable feeling that he is about to go to the execution ground.
"Try it." Pei Yucheng thoughtfully sandwiched a piece of braised pork for her.
"Okay, thank you! I'll do it myself!"
Lin Yan glanced at the piece of braised pork, judging by the color and appearance, it was not bad.
Maybe, it's not that scary
Maybe it was bad luck last time, and I had the worst meal ever
So, Lin Yan thought so, and then put the braised pork in his mouth.
The next second, the moment she chewed—
Lin Yan clearly felt... the taste of death!
It's even worse than the last time I ate it!
I'm so afraid that I really want to eat dead people!
It turned out that last time it wasn't that she was unlucky and ate the worst food, but that she was so lucky that she didn't know how to cherish it...
It's not easy to make something so unpalatable, right
Sir, how did you do it
Can actually make such a ghost food!
Facing such a face of Pei Yucheng who was eating so much food, she couldn't even swallow it, which shows how lethal these foods are!
Those crazy female fans of Pei Yucheng should really come to taste the food made by Pei Yucheng, and it will definitely be a large-scale de-fan scene.
But at this moment, Lin Yan, who is his girlfriend, can only silently swallow it all in his stomach...
Lin Yan: "Delicious... so delicious..."
Life is like a play, all depends on acting skills.
"It's fine if you like it. The food outside is not healthy. When you start working later, I'll prepare a box lunch for you, and you can bring it with you." Pei Yucheng said.
The quail eggs on Lin Yan's chopsticks fell back onto the plate with a snap: "..."
A bolt from the blue is nothing more than that...
However, even though his heart seemed to be corroded into a barren desert by those braised pork, vegetables, sweet and sour pork ribs, Lin Yan still smiled and said, "Okay, okay! Thank you, Mr. Pei!"
Is this... what love feels like
If it's not true love, who the hell can do it
When the meal was finally finished, Lin Yan felt as if he had passed through a catastrophe just now.
"It's hard work for you to cook for me yourself, I'll go wash the dishes!" Lin Yan took the initiative to say.
Pei Yucheng rubbed the girl's head, "No, go and rest, you are responsible for eating."
Lin Yan: "..." Uh huh...
You are responsible for eating...
Originally, this sentence should be such a romantic sentence!
When I came to her, it became a reminder...
Lin Yan felt that he really needed to take a break, so he went back to the room and quickly searched out all the snacks he brought over.
I tore off several pieces of milk candy in a row, and stuffed them into my mouth...
When the taste of candy melted in his mouth, Lin Yan finally had the feeling of returning to the world.
Fortunately, she brought all the snacks.
Many artists like to lose weight and diet, but Lin Yan's body consumption is much larger than ordinary people, so there is no need to deliberately go on a diet, and he still eats as usual, and he has a lot of snacks at home.
As long as you don't eat too much, you won't gain weight.
A racing driver is also a profession that requires strict weight control, so she still pays attention to this aspect.
After eating some snacks, Lin Yan finally recovered, and then she started to organize her things.
Looking at the garlic, mahogany sword, talisman paper and other items in one of the big bags...
Lin Yan glanced at this elegantly decorated room, no matter what, he felt that these things were too disruptive to the style in this room.
However, there is no way, it is important to keep your morals!
She had been normal for a long time before that, maybe it was due to these things!
Seeing the night outside the window getting darker, Lin Yan's expression tightened, and he quickly hung up everything before talking...