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Chapter 657: Zhang’s house or toilet?

Chapter 657: Go home or use the bathroom?

After lunch, Krystal, knowing she had failed miserably, clenched her fists under the table, then left the club, citing her schedule as an excuse.

But before leaving, she locked eyes with Lin Yi for a few seconds. Lin Yi knew that he was biased towards the young cook this time and felt a little guilty about it, so he made a phone call gesture and said, "You go ahead and do your work. I'll call you later."

"Yes, I'll leave first. Thank you for the hospitality."

Krystal said the last sentence to Ham Eun-jung, because she was treating them to lunch.

She originally wanted to rush to pay the bill, but unfortunately she couldn't beat Ham Eun-jung, who had saved her card here and could just say "record it".

So on the first day of the new year, Krystal showed up here with great expectations, but ended up attending a teaching class in a daze, and finally left here feeling uncomfortable and uneasy.

Watching the departing figure, Lin Yi didn't say anything. He just turned his head and looked at Ham Eun Jung with amusement.

The young cook who noticed this said, "Don't blame me, if you want to blame someone, go blame Yoona, she really irritated me last night. Why does she have to be so pretty? It's okay to be pretty, but she also wants to steal my man..."

All I can say is that Krystal took the bullet for Yoona.

Or maybe Ham Eun-jung could have digested it slowly on her own, but who knew it would happen today.

"Stop, let me correct the situation. You are the one competing with Yoona for the man."

Raising his hand to stop Ham Eun-jung from talking, Lin Yi could no longer hold back his laughter and opened his mouth to correct the order of things.

Xian Enjing, who was not so angry at first, was angry again. She reached out and slapped Lin Yi on the shoulder, "Hey, can't you just keep quiet?"

"Hahahaha, okay, let's not talk about this topic anymore. Are you taking a break today?"

"Nonsense, can you see me here if I don't rest?"

Glancing at Lin Yi, the one she had just beaten, Xian Enjing was really angry and amused. What kind of questions was this guy asking?

Lin Yi stroked Xian Enjing's thigh with his palm under the table and said with a smile, "Be more ladylike."

As the ambiguous little action appeared, Xian Enjing, who was already embarrassed and annoyed, lost her anger in an instant, and said in a light and coquettish voice, "It's all your fault."

"Blame me, blame me. My, what do you want to do?"

"Really?"

"Ah."

"Then you will be punished by cooking for me tonight."

Xian Enjing didn't expect Lin Yi to ask this question suddenly. She immediately looked at him in surprise and said, "I haven't eaten the food you cooked for a long time, especially the stir-fried pork."

Lin Yi laughed a little, "I was wondering what you were going to do, this is it? Didn't I just make you some soup a few days ago? Didn't you drink it?"

"I drank it. It was delicious, but I prefer stir-fried pork."

Ham Eun-jung lowered her head and lifted her hair, pouting her lips and acting cutely.

Seeing this usually handsome and cool little cook acting so coquettishly, how could Lin Yi, as a man, refuse her? So he nodded without hesitation, "Come on, come on, let's go downstairs for dinner tonight."

"I'm serious. I'm not kidding." Xian Enjing stared at Lin Yi with her eyes wide open, wanting the other person to see the seriousness in her eyes.

"Why would I lie to you about this?"

Xian Enjing asked what she was worried about, "What about Yoona? She won't be angry, right?"

The words from her mouth, the tone that was so familiar in the previous life, made Lin Yi cry for help, "Da Fa, wow, Eun Jung, do you know what your tone just now resembles?"

"What?" Xian Enjing asked with blinking eyes.

"She looks just like my sister who went back to the countryside to sell green tea."

At that time, the Internet had just taken off, and many memes had not yet spread, or there were no synonyms, so even though Xian Enjing had been in China for more than a year, she still didn't understand what Lin Yi meant. "What? I don't understand what you are saying. It doesn't sound good."

But it was precisely this incomprehension of hers that caused Lin Yigang's joyful laughter to gradually fade away, and in the end, only a faint smile remained, "It's okay, I'm just teasing you."

The reason why he was like this all of a sudden was undoubtedly that he thought of the fact that there seemed to be very few people in this world with whom he could freely talk about all kinds of topics, jokes, and secrets.

Even with the little cook in front of him, or even Taozi, who were very close to him, there were some things that they couldn't follow and didn't get the point.

This is not because of different interests or backward information, but simply because there is a generation gap, a barrier, an insurmountable time abyss that spans the past and the future.

Fortunately, Lin Yi quickly adjusted to this inexplicable depression.

Although Xian Enjing next to him didn't know what was going on, she could clearly feel that Lin Yi's interest had suddenly died down, so she reached out her little hand to hold him, tilted her head, and looked at the other person with clear eyes.

Lin Yi also recovered at this time and shook his head gently, "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something. Let's go back and rest."

"Oh, I still want to exercise."

Xian Enjing looked down at her sportswear, then without caring about the current occasion, she lifted up her lining to show Lin Yi her white and tender belly with a little fat.

"Although I've been running around recently, I've also been eating a lot and gaining weight. I need to exercise."

While speaking, Xian Enjing was actually keeping an eye on Lin Yi's expression. Although she didn't know what was going on, she didn't ask any further questions since Lin Yi didn't say anything.

I just want to bring joy to Lin Yi in my own way.

Sure enough, when Lin Yi saw her white and tender belly, he laughed directly, "Hey, Eunjeong, this is a restaurant, don't be so careless."

At the same time, Xian Enjing laughed and complained, "Lin Yi, when you say this, can you take your claw away first?"

Lin Yi, who was pinching the small layer of flesh, reluctantly retracted his palm, "What kind of fat is this? Who sits down without some fat on the belly? This is a protective layer. It would be terrible if it was gone."

"I know, I just want to exercise and sweat a little to stimulate my hormones. I feel like my mood has been a little unstable recently."

Speaking of the latter, Xian Enjing looked at Lin Yi with a smile, as if telling the man who the source was.

Lin Yi simply pointed to the floor outside the window and asked, "Can't I exercise when I get home?"

"How can you exercise at home? This is the gym. Are you still sleepy?"

Ham Eun-jeong didn't react for a moment, and cursed the other person with a smile.

Then the situation occurs where the mouth runs in front and the brain chases behind.

As soon as she finished speaking, her brain slightly slowly caught up with her mouth, and she instantly understood what kind of sport the man in front of her was talking about.

Lin Yi found that Xian Enjing had come back to her senses and smiled again, "What's wrong? Can't you exercise at home? Didn't you say I would give you a shot last night?"

Xian Enjing, who was standing next to her, suddenly felt dry in the mouth, and the conversation she had with Lin Yi in the backstage corridor last night emerged in her mind.

So after his throat rolled up and down, his mouth once again surpassed the brain's reaction and uttered a question that made Lin Yi's brain crash.

"bathroom?"

"??"

"I said the restroom last night. Do you mean the restroom here?"

"Um???"

When Lin Yi put up a question mark, it wasn’t because he had a problem, but because there was something wrong with the person in front of him.

He clearly meant going home!!!
(End of this chapter)

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