Rebirth of the tea art man

Chapter 137 Song Yi!Mrs. Lin Limited Edition

Linzhou, Butterfly Garden.

This 220-square-meter four-bedroom and two-living room comes with fine decoration. After Lin Cheng bought it, he replaced it with a full set of furniture and electrical appliances.

Baxter's full set of furniture, and Gaggenau's full set of kitchen appliances and bathrooms are made of Kaldewei.

It only cost 300 million yuan to decorate a house, but Lin Cheng spent more than 500 million yuan to renovate it.

It seems that the cost performance is very low, but in fact the cost performance is very high.

After all, this house will be Lin Cheng's permanent residence for the next four years of college life, and it will be the place where he will live for the longest time in the future.

At the same time, taking into account the quality of life of Song Yi and Yan Qin, they simply filled it up and completed a set of top-end furniture and appliances.

Jingle Bell!
The alarm clock on the bedside table rang at 8 o'clock in the morning.

As the alarm clock rang, the electric curtains were slowly opened, and the bright sunlight hit Lin Cheng's face through the window.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes, and habitually touched to the left.

empty!

The quilt was lifted, the pillow was empty, and even the slippers beside the bed were gone.

"Xiao Yi?"

"Xiaoyi!"

Lin Cheng shivered, got out of bed in a hurry, and rushed into the living room.

"Put on your pants, go brush your teeth and wash your face, remember to wash your hands before coming over to eat!"

Song Yi was wearing an apron, poked his head out of the kitchen, and took a look.

Rao is an old couple, and it is inevitable to blush.

"Oh, so it's cooking!"

Lin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

However, when he was halfway through brushing his teeth, he suddenly reacted.

Song Yi, are you cooking?

This……

"Are you ready? You can come out to eat, it won't taste good if it gets cold!"

Her urging voice came from outside.

"almost ready!"

I think your hot ones are not delicious!

Lin Cheng's heart felt cold for a while, and he was terrified, so he bit the bullet and walked out of the bathroom.

At a glance, it's okay!
On the dining table, a small porcelain bowl was filled with rice.

The fried eggs were slightly burnt around the edges, but it looked like it should have been cooked, so it wasn't a big problem.

The cup is fresh milk. I just bought it at the supermarket yesterday. It must be fine.

"Eat rice early in the morning!"

Lin Cheng sat down, took two bites with his chopsticks.

Well, it's good, it's cooked, and there's no raw rice grains in it.

"Rice? I cook porridge!"

Song Yi is wearing a small pink grid apron, her long hair is tied up, hanging naturally from her white collarbone, very "Mrs. Lin".

"Porridge?"

Lin Cheng was stunned.

You call this porridge?
"Yes, it's porridge!"

"Look, I also fried poached eggs, and prepared small pickles and mustard!"

She brought out two small dishes with pickles and mustard.

I also bought it in the supermarket yesterday, it is safe, safe and pollution-free!
"Then... that's fine too!"

Lin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Does this count as extreme prosperity?

Let her cook in the future, just say she wants porridge!

But what if she was asked to cook porridge?
When boiling water, remember to add more rice?
"Don't just eat mustard and pickles! It's just for taste, it's not nutritious. Eat the poached eggs, it's nutritious!"

Song Yi said, and put his share of poached eggs into his bowl.

conspiracy!

This must be a conspiracy, she must have tasted it beforehand.

"Okay, okay, I'll eat right away!"

Lin Cheng took a deep breath.

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?

It's done!

"It's okay, it's just that one side is a little burnt, but it's actually not bad, it's delicious!"

After taking the first bite, Lin Cheng opened his eyes wide, looking at the poached eggs in the bowl in surprise.

Surprisingly normal!
"Is it is it?"

"Then eat it quickly, eat it all!"

Song Yi's face was filled with happiness.

"Sure, it will be resolved in 3 minutes!"

With the safety of the first bite, Lin Cheng felt more at ease, and took a big bite of the second bite.

then……

"Ahem, ahem, this, this poached egg..."

He coughed again and again, salty and salty.

It’s not that there’s too much salt, it’s clearly a salt-baked poached egg!

The whole pot is full of salt!

"What's the matter? Isn't it delicious?"

Song Yi rested his cheeks on his hands, and his delicate and lovely face was particularly endearing.

If you look at it a few more times, you can't help but want to kiss it.

"Ok!"

"Yes...it's delicious!"

Lin Cheng gritted his teeth, ready to die.

With the determination that long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, I ate two poached eggs in one go.

The mild part has no taste, and the salty part is no different from eating salt.

Regardless of savoring carefully, he quickly picked up the glass and drank the whole glass of fresh milk in one gulp.

"call--"

Lin Cheng let out a long breath, and then took a deep breath of fresh air that came in from the window.

It feels so good to be alive!
"Why are you being so nice to me?"

Song Yi, who was sitting opposite, was sobbing, pear blossoms drizzled with rain.

Inexplicably, I cried and my eyes turned red.

"Why are you crying?"

Lin Cheng sat down next to her and gently wiped away his tears, "Don't cry, don't cry, why are you crying? When you cry, I feel very distressed!"

"Just, just... such an unpalatable thing, how did you eat it?"

"Why do you want to eat it? Even I can't eat that thing myself!"

She was sobbing and crying, and her speech was intermittent.

"Fool, whether something is delicious depends not on the taste, but on who made it."

"As long as it is something you make, no matter how it tastes, I think it is very delicious!"

Lin Cheng put his arms around her slender waist, feeling the warmth from the fabric.

A strange sense of satisfaction lingers in my heart.

It seems that everything in the world has become unimportant, just this is enough.

"really?"

Song Yi blinked.

Watery and pitiful.

"Of course it's true!" Lin Cheng said firmly.

"That……"

"I'll make it for you every day from now on!"

Song Yi leaned into his arms, speaking softly.

This is no longer necessary!

Lin Cheng's mouth twitched.

Oops!

It is the feeling of myocardial infarction.

During the last two days in Linzhou, Lin Cheng gave her a job card for Star Media, which was No. 003 representing the initial employee.

Lin Cheng is number 001, Chen Shiying is number 002, and Song Yi is number 003.

As for Chen Minfang, the mother who borrowed her ID card to register the company, it was naturally number 000.

By the way, he also took her to the company headquarters in Yueda City, and walked around for a while, so she was familiar with the environment.

In the last MV shooting, Lin Cheng was a waste of time, he didn't give a dime, and he simply asked Song Yi to do voluntary labor.

But this time, according to Chen Shiying's standard, she was offered a guaranteed monthly salary of 1.

After all, she is also the only artist signed by the entire Star Media, besides Lin Cheng himself and Chen Shiying.

And if the memory of the previous life develops, Song Yi will almost have a deadlock with his parents in the United States before school starts.

To put it simply, her living expenses are almost gone!

Song Yi in his previous life, a large part of the reason why he went to film and become an actor during college was because he wanted to be self-reliant to earn some living expenses.

(End of this chapter)