Please Answer 2020

Chapter 206

"Of course I'm not, I'm from JYP."

Cheng Qian'an said with a smile.

"Oh?"

Liu Zhimin was taken aback.

"But why did oppa come to our company?"

As soon as she uttered this sentence, she felt that she was asking for nothing, secretly accusing herself of not being smart enough to speak, it was obvious that she came to her company to write songs, and she had to ask this question more.

"I'll write songs for your seniors."

Cheng Qian'an felt that she was asking knowingly, so he said with a smile.

A few words slightly diluted Liu Zhimin's rather depressed mood.

"Do you practice so late every day? I saw you at about this time several times before."

Cheng Qian'an turned his head and asked Liu Zhimin curiously.

The trainees he knew were limited to Wu Haiyuan and Cui Yunzhen. He had heard that the trainee system here was cruel, but he hadn't seen it with his own eyes since he came here.

"Because of the holiday, many trainees are working harder than usual."

The same is true for Yoo Jimin, because he is in the debut group, but he has to work harder than ordinary trainees, otherwise he will be kicked out at some point.

"So that's how it is. You have to be careful walking alone at night when you come back so late."

Cheng Qian'an said.

Liu Zhimin nodded while listening.

The two walked and chatted, all the way downstairs, took the elevator, and arrived at the door.

"I'll go back first, see you next time."

When they arrived at the place, Cheng Qian'an smiled and told her.

"Goodbye, Oppa."

The courtesy of being a junior made her wait until Cheng Qian'an closed the door before turning around and opening the door.

"how are you today?"

"Guess, I practiced very hard."

Sure enough, just after entering the house, Cheng Qian'an stood at the entrance, looked down and saw an extra pair of shoes underneath, and the lights in the room were shining brightly.

If nothing else, it should be Lim Nayeon.

Lin Nayeon knew the password of his home.

"came back?"

Lin Nayeon poked her head out from the kitchen, her hair was tied into a ponytail, revealing her pure facial features, holding a spoon in one hand, it looked like she was cooking.

"Well, don't you have a schedule today?"

Cheng Qian'an put on his slippers, walked towards her, and asked.

"It's hard to relax for a while today. I don't have much schedule for the next few days, and there is an awards ceremony. Other than that, there are no other things that are too busy."

Lin Nayen was wearing an apron, standing in front of the range hood, lowered her head and clumsily stir-fried the vegetables in the pot, without looking back, her eyes were fixed on the pot.

"Why do you suddenly want to cook?"

Cheng Qian'an stood beside her and asked with a smile.

Lin Nayen didn't reply to him, instead she sniffed her nose, frowned after asking about the strong smell of alcohol on his body, and turned to look at him, sure enough, with a flushed face, she looked a little drunk.

"Did you drink just now?"

"Yes, I just came back from dinner with my friends."

Cheng Qian'an didn't deny it, and he couldn't deny it, he hugged Lin Nalian gently from behind, put his face close, and said in a warm voice.

"Hey Gu, look at you."

Lin Nayen shrank her neck, her neck was itchy from her breath, seeing that he didn't look like he was drunk, so she didn't say any more about him.

"What are you cooking?"

Cheng Qian'an looked into the pot curiously.

"I'm not cooking, I'm cooking soup?"

Ok?
Cheng Qian'an was stunned for a moment, why didn't he expect this answer?

How does this look like cooking soup.

"Yeah, I'm just getting started, add water now."

Lin Nayen knew what he was thinking without turning her head, and couldn't help opening her mouth to explain for herself.

Putting a pot of clean water into the pot, Cheng Qian'an's old eyes could see clearly what it was.

Seaweed soup?
But what seaweed needs to be put in the pot first and then fried?
"Where did you learn it?"

Cheng Qian'an was curious.

"Isn't it?"

Lin Nayen said in a low voice, she read online that it would be more fragrant when cooked, so she wanted to try it.

"do not know."

Cheng Gan'an shook his head like a rattle, if he said something wrong, it would make her angry again.

Besides, he is not good at what he does, and he is only a little better than Lin Nayen, which is half a catty.

"Would you like to eat something?"

Lin Nayeon asked about him.

"No, I just had dinner, just drink soup."

"it is good."

Lin Nayen agreed, and originally wanted to cook him some food, but now he can just make soup.

"Go take a shower first, and it will be ready when you finish washing."

Lin Nayeon smelled the alcohol on him, turned around and pushed him out of the kitchen.

Cheng Qian'an didn't resist, and obediently left the kitchen, ready to change clothes and take a shower.

Lin Nayeon, who was still in the kitchen, picked up her phone and started searching, muttering something.

"Next, put a spoonful of salt."

"Simmer on low heat."

Looking at the table full of incomprehensible boxes, bottles and cans, all of which were new and unpacked, Cheng Qian'an couldn't help but smile and felt warm in his heart.

Sure enough, having an object is different.

Cheng Qian'an began to look forward to tonight, even taking a bath became more energetic.

After wiping his body dry, Cheng Qian'an walked out of the bathroom and saw Lin Nayen carefully putting the soup on the dining table.

Cheng Qian'an sat down on his buttocks, sniffing the wafting aroma, feeling thirsty after drinking, and couldn't help moving his index finger.

"Is it alright?"

Lin Nayeon mixed a bowl of salad, sat next to him, and nodded when he asked this question.

"Okay."

Cheng Gan'an filled a bowl of soup, steaming hot, and drank it in small sips.

It just feels different when someone cooks.

"Don't be in such a hurry."

Seeing him drinking so vigorously, Lin Nayen was naturally very happy, with a proud smile on her face, and finally received a compliment for her cooking.

"Delicious."

Cheng Qian'an said it unfavorably with a hot mouth. The seaweed and egg drop soup has no seaweed, so it tastes almost the same.

As long as the taste is not too hard to swallow, he thinks he has succeeded, after all, it is difficult for him to have any expectations for Lin Nayeon's cooking skills.

Lin Nayeon looked at him with such an appetite, the salad in his mouth seemed to become more delicious.

After finishing the dinner in twos and twos, Cheng Qian'an lazily stroked his belly, and glanced at Lin Nalian, who was entertaining herself by leaning on his shoulder.

Whispered in her ear.

"tonight."

Lin Nayen paused, a blush spread from her neck immediately, she bit her lip and looked at him, then nodded her head expectantly and shyly.

Cheng Qian'an was overjoyed, and couldn't wait any longer, so he picked up Lin Nalian and walked towards the bedroom.

Lin Nayen buried her in his neck shyly, but her body softened first.

(End of this chapter)