Jonghyun Favorite Food นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Just no seafood, please.” “You don’t like seafood?” Seung-ho looked puzzled. Half the food in Korea was mostly seafood. “I detest the smell, and not all of them. Majorly just fish, shrimps, oysters, and every other sea creature that stinks,” Min-a shrugged. “Nice singlet.” He shot at Seung-ho as he proceeded into the kitchen. The next words on Min-a's tongue was nice ass, as that was where his eyes stayed glued but he didn't have to say it. Seung-ho turned around in time to see him staring longingly at his ass.

He said and I nodded "1. What's your favorite food?" He asked "Everything with soup. How about you?" I asked "Jajjangmyeon." He said "2. What's your dream?" He asked "Continue my dad's business. What's your goal?" "Make the people I love proud and happy." I noded to his answer "3. Song Joongki or Jingoo and why?" That question makes me turn to him. I chuckled "You watch that drama?" I asked "It's not the time for you to ask missy." He shook his head

One of his hands cups my jaw, the other trailing down to rest at the small of my back, pressing my body toward him. Taehyung's kissing me! TAEHYUNG..!! The guy everyone wants....the famous Korean idol! the person I just met yesterday? He pulls back and licks his lips slowly, smirking at my dazed expression. "yeah, Jin's brownies are my fav," he says silkily "-but nothing can taste better than my princess!" "Holy heck!" I jump push in a jumble of words to create a breathy response "What kind of drugs did you put in your coffee this morning?!!!"

"Elrod, I was really letting you leave. From the earth actually, I guess I forgot to mention. Behind them, the car exploded into flames Sam flinched because of the shockwaves Sung-ho shut the case, tilting his head to his bodyguard while walking slowly to his limousine "Which do you think is the best meal between these two? Kimchi Stew or Jjajangmyeon? I bet you like the second, right? Oh Gosh, I'm so hungry. Let's go to eat, be quick!" he hopped in the car with such urgency

The way a young family should. Jihoon had never seen a picture of him with both of his parents. Halmeoni said his mother threw them all out. His mother emerged and gestured at the containers. “What did she send this time?” “Kimchi,” Jihoon replied, but her disdain wasn’t lost on him. “Leftovers from the restaurant,” he added. He would die before he told her Halmeoni meticulously seasoned it all day for her. “Doojoonie’s appa doesn’t like spicy things. Why did she make so much?”

I stepped down on the floor ready to leave, but Jeonghan stopped me. “No need babe, you’re beautiful no matter what you are wearing.” He gave me that very cute smile that made my heart leaps with joy. “Okay.” I nodded and smiled back at him. He made all my insides turned into melted marshmallows as he looked at me fascinated and with admiration. . . . . . We had our lunch in Lemongrass Fifth Restaurant. Jeonghan ordered Stir fry chicken and vegetable and black pepper beef on crispy noodle, shrimp cake and Thai catfish salad with green mango and fish sauce.

Joon looked up again from his paper and said, "Well then I guess I'm wrong." "You hear that Fleur, he says that he's wrong. He never admits he's wrong. It's a miracle!" Joon shook his head and read further. "What about you sweetie? What's your favorite song?" For this question, I had to think a bit. I liked a lot of songs from many different genres. After a period of silence, where I even saw Joon's side glancing at me, I spoke up. "I think my favorite song is Euphoria by Jungkook of BTS."