Facing Shao Yunheng's expectant gaze, Lin Chaoyang couldn't open his mouth for a long time. His throat seemed to be blocked by cotton. He could only avoid his gaze in embarrassment and whispered: "I'm used to it, and I thought you liked to eat dishes with strong flavors.
I didn’t expect your taste to really change.”
Speaking of this, Lin Chaoyang paused for a moment, worried that Shao Yunheng would get angry, and quickly said: "If Aheng doesn't like it, then let's go out to eat and I'll cook it for you tomorrow, okay?"
Shao Yunheng said nothing, but looked at Lin Chaoyang lightly.
Just when Lin Chaoyang was feeling uneasy, Shao Yunheng suddenly said: "No matter what kind of food it is, as long as it is made by Chaoyang, I like it."
As he spoke, he opened the door and walked into the restaurant.
I saw a table full of dishes, all of which were liked by the main character. There was not a single dish that he liked.
Shao Yunheng was slightly startled.
In fact, how could he have any preferences? He had no preferences at all. When he was created, he was not an independent person.
The so-called preferences are just forcibly distinguished from the main personality.
Whether it's a heavy-flavored dish or a light dish, it actually doesn't matter to him.
Shao Yunheng turned his eyes, smiled at the anxious Lin Chaoyang, and comforted her: "It's okay. In fact, I also like to eat heavy-flavored dishes. I can try to like it."
It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.
If Lin Chaoyang doesn't want to accommodate him, then he will accommodate her. No matter what she does, he likes it.
In order not to disappoint Lin Chaoyang, Shao Yunheng was full for the first time and ate most of the dish.
In the end, Lin Chaoyang couldn't stand it anymore and stopped him: "Aheng, you've eaten too much. Stop eating. If you like it, I'll make it for you next time, okay?"
"Next time?" Shao Yunheng chuckled, he didn't have many next times.
"Okay." Shao Yunheng put down his chopsticks, "If Chaoyang doesn't let me eat, then I won't eat."
Upon hearing this, Lin Chaoyang quickly lowered his head and almost buried his head in the bowl.
She regretted a little, if she had known better, she would have cooked some favorite dishes for the second personality.
It makes her feel so guilty now.
Fortunately, this emotion went away quickly, and Lin Chaoyang immediately returned to normal, and began to secretly observe Shao Yunheng, wanting to see if these dishes had any effect on the protagonist's personality.
Unfortunately, Lin Chaoyang couldn't see anything after careful observation for a long time, so he could only lower his eyes in despair.
"What's wrong with Chaoyang? Are you unhappy?" Shao Yunheng noticed Lin Chaoyang's mood and asked with concern.
Lin Chaoyang shook his head: "No."
"Silly girl." Shao Yunheng held her face and smiled, "Don't be unhappy, okay."
Speaking of this, Shao Yunheng paused slightly, and seemed to have made a lot of determination, coaxing her: "Give me some time in Chaoyang, and you will definitely be happy in the evening."
Lin Chaoyang was confused. What do you mean?
What does it mean to be happy at night? Does he want it?
Lin Chaoyang shrank back in fear and looked at Shao Yunheng warily.
"What is this little guy thinking about!" Shao Yunheng tapped Lin Chaoyang's forehead, very funny, "Don't think nonsense, it's not what you think."
Lin Chaoyang was unconvinced: "How do you know what I think?"
"I just know. I know everything you think." Shao Yunheng looked at him seriously, with a stubborn expression.
"Humph." Lin Chaoyang didn't believe it at all.
What she wants now is to let the second personality disappear, disappear forever, and no longer fight for the body with the master Ge Aheng.
She didn't believe that the second person even knew this.