After finishing, he didn't forget to praise Lin Xijiang's cooking skills: "Of course, Brother Lin, your culinary skills are the best."
Lin Xijiang: "..."
Oh no.
It was fine when Lin Shi didn't mention drinking the soup secretly.
Once he did, Lin Xijiang remembered that he also tasted the mushroom soup when it was almost ready.
It was really delicious.
Thinking back now, the pot was full of this kind of tall-stemmed mushrooms, mixed together, because this shape of mushroom is best for soup and can bring out the freshest taste of mushrooms.
Lin Xijiang held the white mushroom in one hand and touched his neck with the other.
Why didn't I look carefully at that time?
The action of tearing the mushrooms was too fast; he didn't notice at all...
Lin Shi asked, "What's wrong, Brother Lin?"
Lin Xijiang glanced at Lin Shi: "Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere in your body?"
