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After a while, Li Juli, who kept looking at the kitchen, saw Park Hyomin walking out with a blushing face. She thought she was coming to the living room, so she quickly waved and shouted.

As a result, he saw the other party quickly crossing the living room and walking to the bathroom.

Puzzled, Li Juli glanced at the kitchen and found that tonight's chef Lin Yi had already picked up the kitchen knife and started preparing food.

Two minutes later, Park Hyomin was caught by Li Juli as soon as she returned to the living room, "What were you doing just now? I called you outside and you didn't even respond."

"We're talking about what to eat for dinner, ahem~"

Park Hyo-min took out a tissue and wiped the water stains at the corner of her mouth. When she spoke, her throat was pulled and she coughed a few times in discomfort.

However, Li Juli seemed to be possessed by a detective. She put her head close to Park Hyomin's body and started to smell it. She sniffed here and there, and finally gave up and looked at her because she didn't find any evidence.

Park Hyomin looked at her funny, but felt very panicked in her heart.

Fortunately, I had just teased Lin Yi, so when I rinsed my mouth and washed my hands, I squeezed some moisturizer and wiped it on my neck, hands, and even the corners of my mouth.

But even if there was no evidence, Li Juli still looked at Park Hyomin with such distrust. Whether it was from the previous situation or this experience, she sensed something was wrong.

So he asked directly, "I always feel like you and Eunjing are hiding a lot of secrets from me, and Jiyeon too. What happened to the three of you while I was in Tokyo with Soyeon and the others?"

Smiling, Pu Xiaomin pushed away Li Juli's head that was already close to her chest, and explained, "I told you, I just met Teacher Lin. He helped me a lot, and I learned something from him. I understand Let’s understand the situation.”

At this moment, Xian Eunjing, who had gone back to the room to clean up briefly, also came to the living room.

But the first time he didn't pay attention to his two sisters, he looked at the kitchen with concern, and then looked at Park Hyomin.

"Hyomin, you didn't go to help me."

After all, compared to Lee Ju-ri, who doesn't touch Yang Chun Shui, Park Hyo-min, who prefers to play with Western snacks, still knows some cooking skills.

However, Park Hyo Min curled her lips and said, "I was kicked out by him because he disliked me being a hindrance."

Xian Enjing, who knew Lin Yi's character well, said nothing more. She just nodded and changed the question, "What vegetables did you buy and what do you want to eat."

"I bought pasta, prawns, and bell peppers. I originally wanted to make some braised noodles, but now it seems I don't need to do anything."

"Black pepper beef fillet roll."

Xian Enjing laughed when he heard what the two said, "So in the final analysis, you still want me to cook. That guy doesn't know how to prepare the things you want to eat. At most, he will fry an egg for you and boil it for Western-style meals." He can cut up the pasta and cook it for you.”

Park Hyomin also knew this, so she patted her knees and stood up, saying, "Then I'll fight you, Eunjing."

"Well, let's cook the Western food first, and then let him do it after the Chinese food."

So just like that, Lin Yi, who had just finished cutting the pork belly, was driven out of the kitchen by the two of them. Xian Enjing even helped him zip up his coat, patted his abdominal muscles and said with a smile, "Go and take a shower." Take a bath."

"That's right, if you don't take a shower, you'll be smelling it." Park Hyomin, who was next to him, also spoke.

Xian Enjing glared at her in embarrassment.

However, in the small space with only three people in the kitchen, Park Hyomin did not worry about being discovered when she spoke. She said again, "What are you doing? Just admit it. But you can't go into the room in broad daylight." The living room is against the window sill, it’s really interesting.”

"Shut up."

"Hehe, you are so angry, Eunjing."

"Teacher Lin..."

"I'll go out first and you guys can talk."

Looking at Xian Enjing's stretched arms, Lin Yi knew that he would be implicated if he stayed any longer, so he hurried away.

But he didn't expect that when he left the kitchen and came to the living room, he would be pestered by another person.

Li Juli looked at him with a smile, the excitement and anticipation in her eyes not concealed at all, "Teacher Lin..."

"Stop, I'll take a shower first and we'll talk later."

Looking at this extremely excited expression, Lin Yi couldn't help but think of Li Shungui's face.

So, feeling in crisis, he had to get up quickly before his butt was warmed up by sitting on the sofa, and planned to leave the living room to avoid the limelight.

But Lin Yi was still a step slower, because as he stood up to leave, Li Juli quickly took his right hand, "Wait a moment, Teacher Lin, I just want to ask a question, just one question."

He lowered his head and glanced at his grabbed right hand. It had experienced a lot in this short period of time. Two pictures flashed through Lin Yi's mind.

One is a sinking willow waist and a raised peach.

One is a coquettish kneeling figure with an open mouth.

Then now that this hand was grabbed by Li Juli again, Lin Yi instinctively thought of a word, which seemed to be called simultaneous use of hand and mouth, right?

Li Juli also noticed something was wrong, so she quickly let go of her hand and looked at Lin Yi, giving this man a rare act of coquettishness.

"Really, it's just a question. Could you please help me?"

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The little expression of folded hands is a little pitiful, but also cute and beautiful.

So Lin Yi took back his right hand and gently squeezed it, then put it in his left hand and kneaded it for a few times, then smiled and said, "I'm standing still, just tell me."

Li Juli was delighted, "I want you to help me with a script, okay?"

"Script?"

Li Juli's words made Lin Yi a little dumbfounded. He originally thought that this person wanted to be curious about the relationship between him and Eun Jung, but he didn't expect that it was not the same thing at all.

And...

"Wait, Juli, this doesn't seem to be a problem, right?"

Lin Yi frowned and looked at Li Juli, and said more curiously, "But why didn't I hear Eun Jung say that you took a script? It shouldn't be from the Peninsula, but from Japan? Or a guest appearance, or some short dramas?"

Lin Yi, who made a series of guesses in succession, gradually became more and more confused.

In his opinion, with Tara's current national recognition, there are still those crazy anti-groups.

Even if their popularity has recovered a little after being settled overseas, their reputation on the Peninsula will not be completely cleared for a while.

So Lin Yi doesn't think that the person in front of him can get any good scripts from the Peninsula, and it is even possible that bad scripts will not be handed to her.

The rest are nothing more than some short plays or some scripts from overseas.

But this time Lin Yi guessed wrong, and saw Li Juli pointing at him with a smile, "Neither, I took the script from your side, so I want you to help me take a look."

"My hometown?"

Domestic entertainment?

This time Lin Yi was even more confused. What kind of drama in domestic entertainment can find this person.

Finally, when Lin Yi sat down again, took Li Juli's mobile phone and looked at the name of the script on the screen, the whole person froze in place as if struck by lightning.

Because the name of the play is "Martial God Zhao Zilong".

After looking at the title of the play, he looked up at Li Juli opposite him, and after confirming that it was correct several times, Lin Yi directly fell on the back of the sofa with his forehead in his hand.

He had never imagined how the plot would unfold.