After looking at Xie Yan silently for a moment, Lin Er pulled off the paw on his head and said a little disgustedly: "Okay, you can shut up."

She pointed at the direction of the bar outside and signaled: "Come with me."

After saying that, she turned around first, obviously not wanting to talk nonsense to him anymore.

Xie Yan smiled, bent down and picked up the towel on the ground, put it on the hook beside him, and then followed Lin Er out.

Bypassing the sofa in the living room and walking to the bar, Liner stopped.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Lin Er was still shocked by the scene when he saw the noodles that were already sticky in the white porcelain bowl.

This side is not good at looking, and after time fermentation, it is now even more like a swollen corpse in formalin.

Liner frowned and stared at it with an unspeakable look on his face.

Can you still eat this thing? You shouldn't be taken to the emergency department after eating it, right?

At this time, Xie Yan came out from behind Lin Er and looked down along her sight, then saw a bowl of things that could not be said.

A moment of confusion appeared on Xie Yan's face: "What is this?"

"Missing... group?" Lin Er said inconclusively.

"Dough?" Xie Yan's expression was obviously even more confused, and he even added a little confusion.

"Yeah." Liner nodded, "It was originally a platoon, but now it's a group."

Xie Yan: “…ah?”

Just this stuff that is muddy, how dare you say it is noodles???

Even if I am myopia is 800 degrees, it can be seen that this thing is completely unrelated to noodles. Although it cannot be said to be exactly the same, it can be said to be irrelevant at least.

"It was originally quite good." Relying on Xie Yan's not knowing, Lin Er manually added a food filter to his work, "Then I went to call you just now, you have been rubbing there, and now the noodles are stuck in a ball."

Xie Yan: “…”

Xie Yan had a strange intuition that his poor appearance should not be caused by his procrastination.

It may not be good at first.

Seeing Xie Yan standing still, Lin Er pulled out two high-legged seats under the bar and patted them: "Why are you still standing there? Don't you sit?"

Xie Yan: “…”

Xie Yan's face seemed to be full of resistance, but after a moment of silence, he still said nothing and sat down as he said.

"This-" Liner pushed the bowl and chopsticks over, looked at him expectantly, and said, "Do you try it?"

"..." Xie Yan was unable to reach out his hand for a long time.

Lin Er read the meaning he wanted to express from his silent body movements. She was not angry, but just pinched her fingers very gently, and then reminded her warmly: "Xie Tiantian, while I am still talking to you well, I advise you to pick up the chopsticks."

“…”

The threat is indeed more effective than any sweet words in the world. Xie Yan quickly picked up the wooden chopsticks on the white porcelain bowl and looked positive for dining.

Seeing him like this, Lin Er was really a little depressed. He had to rely on violent suppression at critical moments?

"You just dislike my skills so much?" Her expression and tone were very unhappy.

The old father Lin Yian, who was worried about her at this moment, did not receive this treatment. Xie Yan got a bargain and wanted to be good at selling well?
Chapter completed!