Rebirth of the famous family in the entertainment industry

Chapter 58 I Just Want to Call You by Your Name
Lin Siqi responded with a dry smile, pulling the corners of her lips. Seeing that he had no intention of going out, she inquired, "Why don't you go to the living room and wait. You look at me like this, I can't do it."

The key problem is that she actually doesn't seem to be able to cook a single dish normally.

Lin Siqi was a little guilty, Song Wang looked at her, but smiled understandingly, said "OK", turned and went out the door.

Lin Siqi made this meal for a long time, Song Wang leaned on the sofa, watching the two episodes of the TV series on TV, feeling a little hungry.

"Okay," Lin Siqi's voice happened to come from the kitchen, he got up straight away, and strode over.

"Wait a minute." Lin Siqi looked quite virtuous wearing an apron, her face was covered with sweat, and she stretched out her two arms to stop him, quite cute.

"What?" Song Wang frowned, and reached out to pat her on the shoulder, "I'm already very hungry."

"Hungry?" Lin Siqi wanted to cry but felt more guilty, she pursed her lips, raised her head and said tentatively, "Why don't we go out to eat."

"Go out to eat?" Song Wang smiled, and looked into the kitchen, "It's all ready. What are you?"

"How unconfident do you have to be in yourself?" Song Wang swallowed half of what he was going to say, and then changed the subject, saying, "It's okay, I'm not picky about what I eat. It's good if I can swallow it."

Then, it should be swallowable.

Lin Siqi thought weakly, Song Wang gave her a comforting look, she said "um", and obediently stepped aside to open the door.

She looked terribly apprehensive, and Song Wang was of course mentally prepared.

Can--

With a smile on his lips, he walked to the cooking counter, and when he saw the three dishes and one soup laid out in succession, he was still taken aback for a moment.

Then, he couldn't help laughing.

First, the brows were slightly raised, and the lips were slightly drawn, and then the corners of the curved mouth were grinning, and the arc became wider and wider. He propped up the table with one hand, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

He was laughing, but Lin Siqi who was standing beside him was about to cry.

"Go out and eat," she said, "I'm really not that good at cooking. I was going to make your famous fried noodles, but I can make noodles. I can make noodles..."

Her voice was Ai Ai, shy, impatient and angry, her face flushed with sweat, Song Wang turned her head, her last voice finally dropped, like a mosquito humming.

"Is this your first time cooking?" Song Wang smiled and said solemnly, "That's already pretty good. Look, this roasted meat looks quite appetizing."

He pointed to a plate where the soup was overflowing, Lin Siqi looked up and said in a muffled voice, "That's chicken nuggets with potatoes."

"Oh?" Song Wang glanced again, holding back a smile and said, "I can tell it's chicken nuggets." His voice paused, "But, where are the potatoes?"

"Potatoes," Lin Siqi frowned tightly, "I don't know either. Maybe they're all burned, let's burn them."

The way she spoke looked really aggrieved and annoyed, Song Wang couldn't help but wanted to laugh, but he knew that she was really fragile right now, and he laughed so hard, maybe in the future, even this little bit of welfare would be lost.

"I followed the recipe. I also fried the potatoes before," Lin Siqi was anxious to explain, "I just cooked the fish for a long time and forgot to look at the pot."

"Fish?" Song Wang caught the new words, and said with a surprised face: "You still make fish? It's awesome, where is it? Let me see."

"Cover it in a steamer to keep warm." Lin Siqi said.

Song Wang turned his head, walked straight over, lifted the cover, let out a long sigh of relief, and said, "It looks really good."

Lin Siqi had a bitter face and said nothing.

Seeing him in high spirits, she no longer knew how to explain it.

It looked good, but she clearly made the sauce according to the instructions, and for some reason, after pouring it, there was an indescribable strange taste in her mouth.

She followed Song Wang to bring the remaining dishes to the table, and watched carefully as he extended his chopsticks to the best-looking fish without sitting down.

The perch had few bones, so Song Wang picked one up with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

After chewing with relish, he raised his eyes and asked Lin Siqi with a natural face, "Where's the rice?"

"Oh, I'll get it done." Lin Siqi now had a smile on her face, turned around and walked quickly into the kitchen.Behind her, Song Wangyi leaned over, stepped on the trash can by his feet, and vomited into it.

He couldn't tell what the taste was, but the taste in his mouth was so weird and uncomfortable that he couldn't swallow it at all.

Song Wang took two sips of the teacup, carefully looking at the dishes on the table.

"That," Lin Siqi came jogging, looking expectant: "The rice has been boiled into white porridge, you, do you want to eat?"

"Very good." Song Wang rubbed the chopsticks with one hand, "Let's have a bowl. Eat less at night."

"Well," Lin Siqi said cheerfully, "I'll serve it for you."

When she was serving the meal, Song Wang quickly tasted all the dishes on the table.

The sweet soup was too sweet, and the sweetness turned into a strange bitter taste, which was inedible.The garlic sprouts were fried black, and the strips looked like they were poisoned, so they couldn't be eaten.There is a baby dish in soup, which is like pouring half a bottle of white vinegar. It is so sour that you will lose your teeth. Try to eat it later.

Song Wang's fingers holding the chopsticks tightened again, and he picked up a very challenging chicken nugget and threw it into his mouth.

Eh?
The stewed meat is quite rotten, not to mention the taste, wrapped in a layer of softened mashed potatoes, it is quite good.

It's really not easy!
Lin Siqi came out with two bowls of porridge, Song Wangzheng was tasting the chicken nuggets with relish, and said, "This is actually quite good. Don't be discouraged."

"Yeah." Lin Siqi stretched out his chopsticks in doubt, and Song Wang picked up a baby vegetable casually, and said with the soft rice porridge, "This sour one is also quite good."

Lin Siqi took a bite of the chicken, looked up, and saw him drink another spoonful of soup.

After eating four of the five dishes, Lin Siqi let out a long sigh of relief, buried her head in the rice, Song Wang took a drink from the teacup, and said, "I'm really not picky about my food. It's easy to feed."

"En." Lin Siqi muttered as she chewed baby vegetables.

(End of this chapter)