I'll kill you if I mix in the entertainment industry

Young people don't talk about Wude!

A man's wheel battle?

Kwon Zhiyong had to poke some green abrasive with chopsticks. He hesitated for a moment or clamped the broccoli next to him and ate it.

Olive oil with salt and broccoli, the taste is okay, no difficulty in swallowing. It's just the smell of halibut from time to time in the dining room on the ground floor, which makes Kwon Zhiyong feel terrible.

Who offered to hire Hua Xia Kitchen? Lee Sang-woo or Park Myung-soo?

Forget it. Both of them have to knock.

Gon Zhiyong completely forgot the look of joy at the time and wrote a note to the two bags in his heart.

“Is it good?"

Xu Zhuxuan asked and ate a few bites of his lunch box.

“If Uncle Kwon feels good, I can give you this chicken. ”

“Enough. ”

Kwon Zhiyong shook his head and practiced singing and dancing very physically. Yu Li told him about this. There are many cases of trainees fainting because of insufficient food. Though Xu Zhuxuan has been famous for a long time, her personality is not expected to eat again.

Gon Zhiyong stuck a piece of chicken and smelled it, then called the receptionist.

“Got any mustard? Bring some mustard. ”

Looking at Xu Zhuxuan's lunchbox, the chicken didn't move. Gon Zhiyong dropped the telephone and laughed. "Have you eaten mustard chicken?"

Honey mustard chicken is common on the street.

Xu Zhuxuan looked at Kwon Zhiyong strangely and did not understand why the expression of Kwon Zhiyong was like the main character in the animation would amplify the trick.

Have I eaten or not?

Looking at Kwon Zhiyong rubbing his hands to prepare for a big fight, Xu Zhuxuan had to choose wisely and said he had never eaten.

Maybe it's something special.

Not often, a little girl sent a tube of mustard up, probably not in the elevator, blushing and breathing.

“Chairman, mustard... mustard. ”

“Tough. ”

When the girl ran out the door, Kwon Zhiyong twisted the mustard tube. Xu Zhuxuan's eyes could not blink at Kwon Zhiyong's action. He saw Kwon Zhiyong take Xu Zhuxuan's lunch box, squeeze two pieces of mustard mustard, and then stir it with Xu Zhuxuan's chopsticks and hand it to Xu Zhuxuan.

Xu Zhuxuan:...

“Try it. ”

Is this serious?

Xu Zhuxuan was silent for a moment. He took over from Kwon Zhiyong and handed over the lunch box and chopsticks. He sandwiched the smallest piece of chicken into his mouth.

Um... superior.

Xu Zhuxuan closed her eyes and tried to adjust her face to make her look more natural.

How does it feel to choke on mustard's nose?

This is a domineering and sharp smell. At the moment of the entrance, the stimulus went straight from the throat to the nose to the top of the head. Xu Zhuxuan endured no tears, but still felt some numbness on his scalp.

“It's so delicious. ”

Xu Zhuxuan suddenly opened his eyes and ate another big bite. He said to Zhiyong Kwon: "But the taste of mustard is a bit light, so it should be added a little more. ”

“Really?" Gon Zhiyong was a little surprised. He just felt that the white water chicken breast didn't taste at all. It felt like he was eating pork food, but it was Xu Zhuxuan's exaggerated reaction...

“Well, I'll give it to you..."

“Don't bother.” Xu Zhuxuan interrupted Kwon Zhiyong's words and lifted the lunch box for Kwon Zhiyong to see: "I have finished eating, this mustard tastes faint, I suggest adding more. ”

Dude, it's clean. Is it really that good?

Gon Zhiyong also came to rejoice, squeezing in most of the remaining tubes of mustard, stirring evenly can't wait to eat a big bite.

Xu Zhuxuan, frame me!!!

There was a fierce cough, the chicken sprayed all over the table, and even more deadly, the force came out of the nose. Gon Zhiyong seemed like heaven, and everyone was in a trance.

What a snot and tears. Gon Zhiyong said he had never cried so miserably.

Especially in front of Xu Zhuxuan.

“Ah..."

After a while, Kwon Zhiyong took a napkin to breathe. Xu Zhuxuan had wiped the table clean and the water had been poured.

“He's in his twenties, and he's playing these little tricks. ”

“Uncle Kwon is 40 years old and will be scared by children. ”

“You..."

Kwon Zhiyong pointed at Xu Zhuxuan. He didn't say anything for half a day. He finally took over the water Xu Zhuxuan passed over with tears and laughter.

Gon Zhiyong drank his saliva and his eyes were also a little red. His heart palpitated and looked at the mustard chicken in his lunch box. Suddenly he remembered that Xu Zhuxuan had finished his meal.

“You ate all that, didn't you?"

“Spicy. ”

Xu Zhuxuan's voice was very soft and with some apology, this time it was a little too late.

“Are you done eating the spicy?"

Gon Zhiyong was somewhat incredible, he couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Could it be a habit? What kind of people are these?

Kwon Zhiyong shook his head and looked at Xu Zhuxuan as guilty. He pulled Xu Zhuxuan to sit on the sofa.

“Sit down first. ”

“I'm sorry..."

“Tell me how you ate it first?" Gon Zhiyong inadvertently opened Xu Zhuxuan's distance: "Otherwise, if you ate so good, I wouldn't win. ”

Xu Zhuxuan pushed his hair together and said with a little embarrassment: "It was really hard to perform, I used to play this way with us. ”

Ah, the old bombers are gone.

Gon Zhiyong doesn't understand.

“Feel your unique greeting for the first time.” Gon Zhiyong looked at the chicken on the table and smiled bitterly: "I kind of understand. ”

Gon Zhiyong was not angry. This relieved Xu Zhuxuan. Otherwise, it would be really bad.

“So, Uncle Kwon, have you figured it out?"

“What?"

“Says this morning. ”

I still remember, Gon Zhiyong smiled.

Kwon Zhiyong cleared his throat, but did not reply immediately. Instead, he packed the lunch box for Xu Zhuxuan. Xu Zhuxuan had to go to SM dance later.

“Zhu Xuan, if I remember correctly, are you from '91?"

“Yes, June 28, '91. ”

Less than 24 years old, according to this algorithm should be 25.

“Something.” Kwon Zhiyong packed Xu Zhuxuan's things and then returned to the office desk, seven or eight meters away from Xu Zhuxuan.

“It's good for everyone not to say it. ”

Gon Zhiyongtong, looking at Xu Zhuxuan who did not understand his meaning, said: "For many reasons... Anyway, you can think of it as my problem. It's over. I misunderstood something. ”

What the hell is this?

Xu Zhuxuan frowned, which was not an explanation she did not accept.

Originally it was just a hobby, asked with a joking tone, by the way, to flirt with Uncle Kwon.

However, it was Kwon Zhiyong who now looked serious. There was something unexpected about Xu Zhuxuan.

It just seems that asking again may upset Uncle Kwon, and it's not good to stifle the relationship again.

Xu Zhuxuan picked up the bag and the bag containing the lunch box and was apparently persuaded by Kwon Zhiyong.

“Wanna go?"

“Hmm.” Xu Zhuxuan nodded. It was too late.

“Then I'll give it to you. ”

“Don't bother.” Xu Zhuxuan smiled at Kwon Zhiyong: "Uncle Kwon had a good lunch. If he didn't eat enough, go below and have some more. ”

At this time, Kwon Zhiyong suddenly couldn't figure out what Xu Zhuxuan understood. I didn't understand what he said.

“Right.” Xu Zhuxuan, who opened the office door, turned around and looked at Kwon Zhiyong.

“I won't ask, I'll wait one day, Uncle Kwon will volunteer to say. ”

“If I don't, I won't ask. ”