In fact, you can't blame the security guards for being too dedicated, it's purely that Li Yan's appearance at the moment is too deceptive, pulling the wind on the motorcycle and the safety helmet that is obviously the first number smaller. I was stunned by the effect of squeezing a melon seed face with a round face, and in the middle of the night, I saw a guy dressed like this running over and telling him to send fried noodles, and anyone would be suspicious of it.

In the end, it was Li Yan who used the motorcycle as collateral, and the security guard reluctantly agreed to let Li Yan in, even so, his eyes were still full of half-belief when he looked at Li Yan.

What the hell is this?

Walking into the elevator with fried noodles, Li Yan thought about the security guard's anti-thief expression just now, and his heart was so depressed that he couldn't do it. I'm just sending a fried sauce noodle, so do you need to be so careful?!

Don't let me catch you in the future!

Li Yan muttered gloomily in his heart, and pressed the floor number of the elevator casually. The person who ordered the fried noodles was on the seventh floor of the apartment, and when he came out of the elevator door and followed the house number written on the note, Li Yan quickly found the door of the house where the owner of the fried noodles ordered the noodles in the middle of the night.

Ding Dong――

"It's coming~"

Almost as soon as Li Yan pressed the doorbell, he heard hurried footsteps coming from the house, "Is it a takeaway of fried noodles?" Sunny asked Li Yan at the door, standing on her tiptoes.

"Inside, that's right," Li Yan nodded, and said at the door with the silver aluminum foil box containing the fried noodles in his hand, "The fried noodles you ordered have arrived." ”

Hearing that it was Jajanjangmyeon arrived, Sunny naturally didn't want to delay and opened the door directly. Seeing Li Yan standing in the doorway, Sunny was obviously shocked by the shape of his small hard hat, and took a small step back imperceptibly.

But when she saw the familiar silver aluminum foil box in her hand, she relaxed again, squinted her eyes and smiled, "Kang Sanmida, please send fried noodles at this time." ”

Li Yan stared at Sunny in front of him, the little one, not at all like the master who would order fried noodles in the middle of the night.

Sunny saw Li Yan staring at him, and he knew in his heart, thinking that she should be recognized, and she was still very confident in the popularity of Girls' Generation. There are not many unexpected expressions, and he is ready to accept it generously when he puts on the usual artist posture.

However, Li Yan's reaction next was completely unexpected by this popular idol, only to see this person bend down and take out the fried noodles from the silver aluminum foil box, and said with a calm expression, "This is the fried noodles you ordered." ”

Sunny took the fried noodles handed over in a daze, looked down at the fried noodles wrapped in plastic wrap, and then looked up at the expressionless Li Yan, and couldn't help but say, "That, don't you recognize who I am?" ”

"Huh?"

Taking the sweet and sour pickled radish out of the aluminum foil box, Li Yan heard Sunny's inquiry with a blank look on his face, and opened his mouth to ask, "May I ask ...... you are?"

Sunny pursed his mouth, feeling the blow inexplicably, and turned his eyes a little embarrassed and said, "It's nothing, how much does it cost to get jajangmyeon." ”

"Five thousand dollars." Li Yan stretched out his fingers and made a five-point gesture as he put the sweet and sour pickled radish in his other hand on the fried noodles in Sunny's hand, "This is the sweet and sour pickled radish that our Chinese restaurant pickles its own." He has never given up on the promotion of sweet and sour pickled radish, and every time he delivers takeaways, he will say it to customers who eat fried noodles.

Sunny glanced at the pickled radish on the jajangmyeon, nodded and took out the 10,000 won that had already been prepared, "This is double the price that I said at the beginning." ”

Li Yan didn't expect Sunny to really give him twice the money, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, just pay me 5,000 yuan for fried noodles, and charge twice the price as a joke." "He's not the kind of profiteer who sits on the ground and starts the price, and he can't do such an inauthentic thing as sending a fried sauce noodle and charging double the price for others.

In the end, Sunny still refused repeatedly, and exchanged the 10,000 yuan he was supposed to give for 5,000 yuan for fried noodles. I think this unexpected person is a good person.

Hey, good people are good people, why do you need to add this modification of accidents.

……

"Consanmida." After thanking Li Yanxing again, Sunny closed the door.

However, standing at the gate that had been closed, Li Yan did not leave directly, but smashed his mouth with a rather distressed look. Staying at the door, of course, it wasn't Li Yan's bloody love at first sight that fell in love with Sunny, although the little sun was very cute, but he was not a nymphomaniac after all.

On the contrary, Li Yan is a very pragmatic person, putting an end to all dog blood, and he also doesn't believe that anything bloody will happen to him.

The reason why he was still at the door and was reluctant to leave was purely because Li Yan thought of another thing. That is, wait a minute, what to do with the plate of jajangmyeon.

In order to save costs, most of the takeaway tableware in Chinese restaurants is disposable and needs to be recycled by the takeaway staff, which means that if Li Yan goes back now, he will have to come and take back the tableware of fried noodles after a while. Although the community is not too far from the Chinese restaurant, Li Yan is really unwilling to run back and forth for the plate.

What's more, he was a little skeptical that it was still a question of whether the security guards would let him in again.

"Otherwise, just wait here, and then go straight back with the dinner plate." At this time, Li Yan couldn't think of any good way, either he would wait and run again, or he would take some time to take the finished plate and go back.

After thinking about it for a while, Li Yan still decided to wait here to get the dinner plate and then go back, he really didn't want to run back and forth like this again.

After making up his mind, Li Yan casually found a clean-looking place at the door and sat down, took off the hard hat on his head and breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the wall and began to wait patiently for the plate of fried noodles to be laid out. Why did he squat on the ground, of course, because he was too tired, and whether it was dirty or not was not within Li Yan's consideration at all.

On the other side of the wall, Sunny tore off the plastic wrap on the jajanjan noodles, stretched out her little tongue and licked the little bit of jajang sauce left on the plastic wrap, squinting her eyes with a little expression of enjoyment, and then picked up a small piece of pickled radish and stuffed it into her mouth, the sweet and sour crisp taste of the radish suddenly made her hum happily, and finally understood why Kim Shin Young respected this jajangmiso noodle so much.

Gently breaking the disposable chopsticks with his fingers, Sunny began to mix the jajangmyeon with anticipation.

"Yawn~"

Li Yan leaned against the wall, yawned loudly, and nodded his head with a tired and drowsy face.

Ps: I hope you will support you in the new book period, and recommend the collection and reward.