After Kim Do-jun finished exercising at noon, he called Han Sung-mi and told her that she wouldn't go back to eat at noon, so she didn't have to wait for herself to go back, and let her eat first.

Kim Do-joon looked at Brian and saw that he was almost done exercising, so he stood aside and waited for a while.

After Brian bench pressed the last dumbbell, he roared loudly, and today he was a little more intense, and he was a little overwhelmed, too tired.

Panting heavily, the sweat on his face, like water droplets, kept dripping on the floor mat, making a slight sound.

"Brother Brian, how is it, are you done exercising?"

Kim Do-joon stood next to him, looked at Brian and said with a smile.

"Well, it's over, I'm so tired today, I haven't had such a lot of intensity in a long time."

Brian responded with a slight smile and wiped her face with her T-shirt.

"Brother Brian's strength is really great, the weight of this bench press is almost more than mine, it seems that I will have to learn from you in the future and exercise well."

Kim Do-jun didn't notice just now, he usually bench press is sixty kilograms, and he is already very struggling, many beginners are basically twenty kilograms to forty kilograms, I thought that I was already very powerful, and the weight was very large, but I didn't expect Brian to come up to eighty kilograms, real weight, Jin Daojun looked stunned, Brian is not very tall, but his body is very strong, he is famous among artists for his robustness, the lines are very good, and the muscles are full and well-proportioned, which does not match his appearance at all.

Brian looks delicate, even a little childlike, and looks like a college student in a school uniform.

"It's good to practice more in the future, I liked this sport when I was in the United States, and when I went to South Korea to be a singer, I insisted on it, as long as you are like me, you will be able to catch up soon."

Brian stood up. Walked up to Kim Do-joon's side, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"Let's go, Brother Brian, go take a shower. Let's go to lunch later! ”

Kim Do-joon hadn't forgotten to make an appointment with Brian for dinner at noon, but now that he had just finished exercising and was sweating, he had to take a shower and change his clothes, otherwise the smell would probably smoke people to death.

The two went straight back to the locker room. I took clean clothes and went to take a shower, basically every gym has a place to take a shower, and a better one may have a sauna salon or something.

Jin Daojun They want to be convenient and fast, quickly take a bath, and go out to eat after finishing things, exercise is very physically demanding, especially in the early morning, there is no stock in the stomach, and it is even more hungry.

Kim Do-joon had just finished washing his hair and was about to wash his body, so he was supposed to bring shower gel today. suddenly found that it was empty, and it was gone, so I thought that I should remind Sister Cheng Mei to help me buy a new bottle.

"Brother Brian, can you lend me your shower gel?"

Kim Do-joon stood next to Brian and said loudly, especially accentuating the sound of the water in order to prevent it from being too loud to hear.

"I'm sorry, Do-joon, I didn't bring shower gel, I only use soap. Do you need it? ”

Brian has always used soap, which can effectively remove oil from the body, so he also brings it with him when he comes to exercise, and he is not used to using shower gel. It is uncomfortable to rub on the body. "Okay, thank you, Brother Brian."

Kim Do-jun heard that there was only soap, so he could only stretch out his hand and prepare to take it, but just when he started it, he found that the soap was too slippery with water, and it was actually from Kim Do-jun's hand. It just slipped out and landed next to Brian.

Kim Do-jun looked at it, he was directly below Brian, this position is too unfortunate, how can he go over and take it? I had no choice but to continue to speak.

"Brother Brian, can you please help me pick up some soap? I didn't hold the soap steady just now and it fell to the ground. ”

Kim Do-joon pointed to the soap on the ground and looked at Brian with an embarrassed expression, this position is too embarrassing, it is not to take it, it is not to take it, it is really difficult to choose.

Brian smiled and looked at Kim Do-joon, bent down to pick up the soap, handed it to Kim Do-joon, and said.

"Be careful, don't slip off, then I won't help you get it!"

"Thank you, Brother Brian!"

After saying that, he took the soap handed over by Brian, quickly washed it, and after a while, they each dried themselves and went out in their clothes.

"Do-joon, what do you usually like to eat?"

Brian stood at the door, looked at Kim Do-joon and asked, not knowing what he liked to eat, so he had to ask.

Kim Do-jun doesn't have any particularly taboo food, basically you can eat it, and he's not too picky, if you say your favorite food, it should be the kelp soup and ginseng chicken soup made by Mother Kim, of course, Mother Kim's beef soup is also very popular.

Kim Do-joon thought for a while, since Brian also came back from the United States, then the taste should also be American, and after thinking about it, he said.

"Brother Brian, why don't we go eat pasta, I haven't eaten it for a long time, I really want to!"

Kim Do-joon used to eat Chinese food when he was in New York, but occasionally he would change his taste and eat some Western food, especially Italian pasta, which was a must-order food.

Pasta sauces are basically divided into red sauce and white sauce, red sauce is a red sauce based on tomatoes, white sauce is a white sauce based on flour, milk, and cream, and there is also a vanilla sauce made with olive oil-flavored noodles and herbs.

These sauces can also be paired with seafood, beef, vegetables, or simply spices to create a variety of flavors.

"Do-joon, what you said is really a coincidence, my favorite food is also pasta, let's go, follow me, I know which pasta is delicious."

After saying that, he drove Kim Do-joon to the pasta shop he frequented.

Brian was obviously familiar with the road, and after a while he drove to a tree-lined street in Sinsa-dong, Seoul, in front of a wine bar called Dulceysurae, or Dys for short.

Kim Do-joon followed behind Brian and sat down directly in his seat, the waiter looked familiar with Brian, and kept smiling and nodding, he should be a regular customer here.

Kim Do-jun carefully looked at the surrounding environment, there were red wine bottles everywhere in the bar, quite like a red bar, the light in the room was a little dim, like a quiet back room, the atmosphere was calm and comfortable, and the interval between the tables was a little narrow, which was the slightest flaw in this bar.

Kim Do-jun likes this quiet atmosphere very much, no one disturbs him, he can eat comfortably, and he secretly remembers this place in his heart, and next time he has time to bring Han Sung-ho and them over to eat together.

Kim Do-joon took a general look at the menu and wine list, and found that the price was not very high, it was very common, and it could be regarded as mass consumption.

Brian ordered two glasses of white wine, two tomato sauce pasta with mozzarella, and a seafood pizza.

Kim Do-jun didn't order, he just listened to Brother Brian's arrangement, he hadn't been here, he didn't have much right to speak, and it was wisest to listen to other people's arrangements honestly.

Soon all the food was ready, and you could enjoy the chilled white wine and the pasta served on a huge plate.

This shop uses a ceramic container that looks heavy to serve pasta, like the feeling of Korean cuisine, how to say, the original irrelevant container and food are cleverly matched together, it feels very special, both traditional and modern, it can be regarded as a very ingenious means of integration, it seems that the owner of this shop is also a master of design, otherwise he would not have considered even a small plate so carefully.

Kim Do-joon asked as he sipped on pasta. "Brother Brian, why is this store called this name, does it have any special significance?"

Kim Do-joon didn't know much about Italian, so he simply asked, and he was already curious, so he had this question.

Brian said with a smile as he stirred his slimness.

"Dulceysuare means sweet and soft in Spanish, so the owner of this restaurant probably wants all customers to enjoy their food in a sweet and delicate atmosphere."

That's the approximate meaning, Brian began, and the specific boss's intentions can only be guessed.

Kim Do-joon nodded as he ate, as if praising the food in front of him. (To be continued.) )

PS: First time on the shelves, thank you!