[MTL]After Marrying The Wrong Person, I Can't Leave

Ch 5

　　Tan Yue didn't intend to eat it.

　　He has a professional nutritionist chef, and all three meals are carefully cooked. His superior background fosters his appetite, and ordinary food can't easily catch his eyes.

　　Song Linchu did not put the lunch box aside as cautiously as he imagined, but persuaded him: "I also fried the vegetables, and they turned yellow after long time, and the taste is not good. It is almost time for dinner, you can eat now."

　　Song Linchu knew that Tan Yue was perfunctory to him, maybe he just waited for him to leave and threw the meal he had carefully cooked all afternoon into the trash can.

　　How can that work!

　　He has gone all out to this extent, he has come all the way, no matter what, he has to let the other party taste his skills.

　　Seeing that Tan Yue was indifferent, Song Linchu lowered his eyes, his voice obviously lowered a lot: "I made it all afternoon, and it was frozen next to it, and it was delivered by the subway after squeezing for an hour. Just try it."

　　Although Song Linchu is not as good at pretending to be obedient and pitiful as Su Zhan, but his good looks and pitiful appearance are very contagious, and Tan Yue moved his fingertips.

　　After a while, he said in a cold voice, "Bring it here."

　　Song Linchu praised his acting skills in his heart. Hearing this, Cheng Bin hurried over to take the notebook away, and set up another small table. Song Linchu put the lunch box on the table and unscrewed the lid with his hand.

　　Tan Yue didn't have any expectations for this meal, especially the meal that the person in front of him said he cooked, and planned to make a fuss about it.

　　But when the insulation box was unscrewed, Tan Yue's nose moved.

　　Fragrant, very fragrant.

　　The aroma of the chicken diffuses from the insulated box. It is said to be medicinal chicken, but it does not have any medicinal smell. It is the mellow aroma of the old hen after stewing for a long time, and it seems to be more layered than the pure chicken aroma. It should be the aroma of herbs mixed into the chicken. In the fragrance, it becomes more intense.

　　Cheng Bin was washing his hands to get the bowl and the plate of vegetables. He smelled the fragrance in the air and couldn't help swallowing.

　　This is too delicious!

　　Cheng Bin came over with a bunch of dishes. Tan Yue was particular about the dishes in the insulated box. Cheng Bin poured the herbal chicken into the big soup bowl. The chicken was golden yellow, and the color of the chicken soup was also rich and golden. Dotted with a small handful of finely chopped green onions, just looking at the appearance makes people's index fingers move, and the worst part is that it is still so fragrant.

　　He has been with Tan Yue for several years, and he has seen all kinds of high-end restaurant dishes, but this is the first time he has been hooked.

　　Tan Yue took Cheng Bin's chicken soup, picked up the spoon and took a sip, trying not to wait so gracefully, but the taste on the tip of his tongue still made him unable to resist taking a second and third sip.

　　In the mouth of the chicken soup, you can taste a very light bitter taste, which belongs to the taste of Chinese herbal medicine, but it does not spoil the taste of this bowl of soup at all. On the contrary, it is the same as seasoning salt, which makes the chicken soup more delicious.

　　Cheng Bin silently took the insulated lunch box to wash, and he would starve to death if he stayed any longer.

　　There were only the two of them left in the ward, Song Linchu asked, "Is it to your liking?"