From that Korean city

When Lin Yuner was besieged at the company, on the other side, Lin Yi, who had just fallen asleep, received a call.

The voice on the other end of the phone is very coquettish, and the tone is very coquettish.

"Mr. Lin, I didn't disturb your rest."

On the big bed, Lin Yi turned over and stretched his waist, "If I said I disturbed you, do you want to apologize ninety degrees?"

"Teacher Lin~~"

On the other end of the phone, Park Xiaomin couldn't help but feel a little pink and hot when he thought about what he did when he met Lin Yi last time, "Seriously, I want to make an appointment with you for dinner, and give me a chance to thank you."

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Lin Yi seemed to have guessed something, "Have you destroyed those things?"

"As expected of Mr. Lin, you are so smart."

Looking at the mobile phone, USB flash drive, and memory card in the iron bucket next to her that had been completely burned by her, Park Xiaomin smiled slightly, and the stone that was weighing on her heart finally fell to the ground.

And when Park Hyo-min blushed, Lin Yi also thought of the depth of the scar that was so superior to other heroes, compared with the feeling of last night, raised his sword eyebrows, smiled and declined again.

"You can just clean it up. There is no need to invite me to dinner. I have already received the thank you last time."

"Mr. Lin, do you have any concerns about rejecting the invitation of a woman like me several times in a row?"

Facing Park Hyomin's doubts, Lin Yi thought about the situation this morning, "It's not that much, I'm just worried that if my situation affects you again, it will be my fault. I can't make up for it." , so I declined."

"Hahaha, Mr. Lin, you really think too much. No matter how bad our result is, how bad can it be? Anyway, it's already like this."

Standing on the edge of the sofa, Park Hyo Min listened to some negative news about his group on the TV in front of him, and laughed at himself. Then I changed my suggestion, no, it should be another way of saying it.

"But since Mr. Lin, if you feel that you are afraid of being discovered when you go out to eat, why don't I cook for you and invite you to dinner? There won't be any problem if you eat at home."

Unexpectedly, when Lin Yi heard this, he lay on the bed and covered his forehead helplessly, "Ah, Park Xiaomin, is your brain really full of water? Going out to eat, and going to your house to eat, the seriousness of the two Shouldn't the latter be more outrageous?"

"Is that so, eh, I thought it would be enough not to be discovered."

Park Hyomin scratched his head, looking a little headache.

She's not stupid, the main reason is that she's a bit too nervous... In other words, she doesn't use her brain.

In the end, Lin Yi gave the answer, "Don't think about it, go ahead with your itinerary, I will rest at home. I just checked the weather and there will be heavy rain this afternoon. I don't want to run around. Rainy days are the best time to sleep at home."

"But we don't have a schedule today. There aren't many schedules here in Seoul, and some of them will be separated by a day or two, saving too many bad people."

The voice became lower and lower, and at the end, Park Hyomin's tone had already begun to sigh.

And Lin Yi, who was listening to all this, also sat up from the bed the most, and scratched the somewhat messy hair, "Don't kidnap me morally, it feels like I have committed a huge crime if I don't agree to you."

"No, Mr. Lin, if you think it's troublesome to come here, why don't we go to Enjing's house to eat. Anyway, you live upstairs in Enjing's house, don't you, so you don't have to worry about it when you go downstairs. .”

It seemed that he had thought of a good solution, and Park Xiaomin became excited all of a sudden, and then began to plan on his own what to eat tonight.

Only Lin Yi on the other end of the phone sighed a little funny, all the reasons he said were actually just to decline.

If you really want to go, how can there be so many reasons.

The main thing is that I don't know how to face this small tragic team, saying save it, there is no way.

But watching them fall into the quagmire step by step, and there is nothing they can do, is very sad.

But now facing Park Hyo Min, who has already arranged dinner at his feet, it would be too much for him to refuse.

So she agreed very happily, and just said in passing, "But are you sure that Enjing will agree to your request? I remember that she has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. If you ask you to make a mess of her kitchen, will you?" Pretty crazy."

Pu Xiaomin, who has been stupid and cute for a long time, finally got her IQ online, "Mr. Lin, why do you know Enjing so well?"

Lin Yi, who was asked, was stunned for a moment, remembering that she had messed up the order of some small dolls on her coffee table when she went in for a visit last time, Xian Enjing turned around and restored them to their original state.

If this situation is not obsessive-compulsive disorder, Lin Yi would definitely not believe it.

But he didn't tell Park Hyomin about this situation, he just remembered another picture.

"Your variety show last year, didn't it say something about it, it's not hard to see. And I have yet to verify your cooking skills. Do you need me to prepare stomach medicine tonight?"

Pu Xiaomin, who was provoked by Lin Yi, immediately patted her chest and promised, "Mr. Lin, don't worry, tonight's dinner will definitely satisfy you."

Then, under Lin Yi's series of suspicious laughter, he hung up the phone after making an appointment.

And the first time after hanging up the phone, he dug out the address book and called a certain number in it, and the other party answered after two seconds, "Hey, O'Neill, what's the matter."

After hearing Park Ji-yeon's voice, Park Hyo-min yelled directly, "Ji-yeon, help me."

On the other end of the phone, Park Ji-yeon, who was eating instant noodles face to face with a girl, burst out laughing, "What, Ernie, just tell me if you have something to do, I don't know what's going on with such an attack every day, how can I save my life?" ah."

Then when Park Hyomin told Pu Zhiyan about the conversation she had just had with Lin Yi, Pu Zhiyan was also dumbfounded.

"No, O'Neill, where do you have the courage to say in front of Mr. Lin that you will satisfy him for tonight's dinner? If I remember correctly, Mr. Lin is from the Celestial Dynasty. You don't know the food there, do you?" .”

"That's why I asked you for help." Park Xiaomin, who had swollen face and pretended to be fat, said aggrievedly.

"Don't, I can't help you either. At most, I can make fried rice cakes, soup and rice with rice, etc. Others... can instant noodles be okay?"

At the end, Pu Zhiyan looked at the instant noodles that she was eating with her friends opposite, and added with a smile.

In the end, listening to Park Hyomin's mournful wail, Park Jiyan also gave her a suggestion, "Oni, why don't you ask Eunjung Ouni, I remember her cooking skills are okay."

Just like that, Park Ji-yeon, who had diverted her firepower, finally got away from the noise in her ears.

And when she put down her phone, the friend who had been quietly eating instant noodles on the opposite side also asked a question.

"Who is it, Hyomin Unnie?"

"Besides her, who else can shout so carelessly, hahaha."

Pu Zhiyan nodded, and then told the little friend in front of her what she just heard, and finally reminded her, "Zhien, if it's your cooking skills, I think it's qualified."

On the opposite side, Li Zhien, who still had a slightly immature face at this time, smiled slightly, and was very happy to be praised.

"Then tell me in advance what you want to eat next time, and I will cook it for you."