CHAPTER 53: PEACE BEFORE THE STORM (3)

Walking into a small pub, Chan Phong and I both enjoyed Korean food, so delicious that I wanted to have another stomach to stuff all the dishes in. Seeing my appetite, Chan Phong laughed lightly, I glared at him, threatened him not to tease me anymore, and gave many reasons why we need to order so many dishes. Fearing that I would eat too much, I would not be able to digest, I would get upset, and all this spicy food would affect my stomach, he ordered a bottle of soju, which made me extremely excited. Since drinking soju for the first time, even though it is bitter, it still has a special attraction for me, I still want to taste how sweet it is. And today I got to taste and understand why Koreans like soju so much.

"how's the wine"

"so sweet"

Looking at the son who is folding each dish into my plate, looking for onions to take out again, because he knows I don't like to eat raw onions, who always understands everything about me, all suffering seems to have disappeared, the sweet afte