Chapter 98 Preparing Breakfast

Author: Ye Shun

Chapter 98 Preparing Breakfast

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.
To be continued...