Chapter 1980 Will You Be Moved?

Lin Cheng is a typical guy who climbs up as soon as he is given a pole. Hyomin was amused by his reaction.

"Okay! Let's see how you perform. If you perform well, I may consider it."

"Seriously! Don't fool me."

Lin Cheng was a little unconvinced. It's not like he can't hear a joke.

Hyomin squinted at him and said, "Drive quickly! Don't dawdle."

"Oh."

Lin Cheng pouted and started the car again.

But what did Hyomin mean by being angry?

It should be a joke, right?

I almost took it seriously.

Lin Cheng secretly glanced at her.

Hyomin seemed to be laughing at the corner of her mouth.

Damn!

I was fooled.

After driving for 20 minutes, the two arrived at their destination.

Lin Cheng thought Hyomin would take him to experience the authentic food of Busan, but the drunkard sister chose an Italian restaurant.

The restaurant is located on a small island next to Songjeong Port in East Busan. The exterior looks like a European architectural style, and the interior decoration is simple and bright. Hyomin took Lin Cheng directly to the terrace on the second floor.

"How is it here?"

"I don't know the taste yet, but the environment looks good."

The open terrace on the second floor of the restaurant faces the sea and the jungle. You can see the lighthouse and the bridge covered with lights in the distance. The wind blows over and feels different.

Of course, this kind of place has a good view, and it is the first to suffer when a typhoon comes.

The terrace is very large, with several tables neatly arranged. There is a swing wrapped with green vines on the outside, and a small bookshelf with some magazines and books on it.

Hyomin sat down and looked through the menu.

Lin Cheng casually took a beauty magazine from the bookshelf next to him, stretched out his hand to spread the magazine to cover the menu in Hyomin's hand, and made a camera gesture with both hands and joked: "Very literary! It matches Hyomin's anger very well."

Hyomin smiled and threw the magazine aside.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Sichuan Dandan noodles!"

"No!"

Hyomin rolled her eyes at him in annoyance, "The chef here is Italian and can't make Sichuan Dandan noodles."

"Then I want pineapple pizza."

"Ah! Don't deliberately make trouble."

Lin Cheng then calmed down and carefully looked at the menu with his drunk sister.

The menu had the standard Italian restaurant style, without even a picture, but the cooking method of each dish was roughly marked in English, which was very humane so that customers could imagine the taste of each dish in advance.

The two ordered the meal, and the waiter quickly brought the pre-meal champagne.

"Nuna, can I not drink it?"

"Drink less."

Hyomin raised her glass, and Lin Cheng could only follow suit.

He took a sip and didn't drink much.

The first appetizer was a dark molecular cuisine with a complex taste. I don't know what the sauce was made of, with a strong hazelnut flavor, but it was quite delicious.

It was a pity that it was gone in one bite, and there was no time to savor it.

The second appetizer was caviar. The crystal clear caviar was placed in a thin crust of toasted bread and filled with cream, which looked very tempting.

At the same time, the waiter served another aperitif.

"This is German sweet wine. If paired with caviar, the taste of caviar will be more layered."

Anyway, Lin Cheng did not taste the layered taste of caviar. It was gone in one bite. He thought that Italians were too full to bother with wine.

Hyomin did not swallow it whole like Lin Cheng did. She tasted the caviar in small sips.

"Nu Na! Here, cream."

Lin Cheng pointed to the corner of his mouth, indicating Hyomin.

She lowered her eyes and stretched out her tongue to slowly lick the cream from the corner of her mouth.

The pink tip of the tongue scraped across the red lips, taking away the white cream. Lin Cheng was stunned.

What's wrong with a bit of astringency?

Lin Cheng turned his head away guiltily when he met Hyomin's eyes.

At this time, he couldn't sit still when he saw the waiter opening the red wine next to him.

"Let's not drink later, right? We still have to drive."

"It doesn't matter! The restaurant can help with driving, and the main course should be paired with red wine."

Lin Cheng lowered his voice, "You know I can't drink much, there are so many people here... I'll be embarrassed if I drink more."

"Don't worry! Sister doesn't think you're embarrassing."

Hyomin gave him a reassuring look: "Even if you run naked later, I won't pretend not to know you."

Lin Cheng stared at him with dead eyes and didn't speak.

Hyomin suppressed a smile, "Okay! I'll let you go this time, sister will drink it herself."

After the appetizers were served, the waiter began to serve the main course.

It must be said that Hyomin's eating manners are very elegant. When eating pasta, she would carefully roll up the noodles with a fork and put them in her mouth to chew in small bites, without making a sound of slurping noodles.

Lin Cheng seemed a little casual and didn't care about any dining etiquette at all.

Of course, he would not deliberately appear to be rude and bold.

"Lin Cheng."

"Hmm?"

Lin Cheng looked up and met Hyomin's eyes.

The drunk sister lowered her eyes and was silent for a while.

Lin Cheng was confused.

"How do you feel about Busan?"

"It's okay, the climate is good, and the rest seems to be not much different from Seoul."

Lin Cheng thought she had something else to say, but Hyomin just took a sip of red wine.

He was a little puzzled, "What do you want to say?"

"Nothing... Tell me more about you and Jiyeon."

"Tell me more? Don't you know it all?"

"Tell me more, pick something you haven't heard of."

"Oh."

Lin Cheng thought carefully about his relationship with Hanhan, "You know that our first meeting was because of Xuehua, and the second time..."

The memory is not very clear, Lin Cheng said whatever he thought of, and the information was a bit messy.

Hyomin drank and slowly ate the food on her plate.

She didn't seem to be listening seriously, but occasionally asked questions.

"Intimate contact? It's not that I'm embarrassed..."

Lin Cheng looked at the drunk sister strangely, and still said carefully: "That time I went to dinner with Jiyeon... It was the empty restaurant that the sisters also went to. Jiyeon took off her shoes under the table and rubbed them on my legs."

"It's still funny to think about it now. She was teasing me in black stockings."

"I tickled her soles at that time, hahaha!"

Thinking of the way Hanhan teased him, Lin Cheng was very happy.

Hyomin looked up and stared at him straight.

"Is that so?"

"Huh?"

Lin Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then a little unhappy.

"Hyomin is angry! Why are you kicking me?"

Under the table, she stretched out her long legs wrapped in jeans, and her toes touched Lin Cheng's calves.

But she was wearing sneakers!

It looked like she was kicking Lin Cheng's calves.

"Oh!"

Hyomin made a look of realization and said with a smile: "Sister forgot, how about I take off my shoes and start again?"

Lin Cheng rolled his eyes, "If you are dissatisfied with me, just say it directly, there is no need to beat around the bush."

"How could that be?"

Hyomin raised the corner of her mouth, "If sister really wants to tease you, will you be moved?"