Chapter 388

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Zhao Qifeng was somewhat speechless at Tian Xiaolin's little schemes.

But as her private coach, he had not forgotten his job responsibilities.

He still remembered agent Yang Zhen's instructions in his mind.

Tian Xiaolin has a concert next week, and her weight this week must be controlled within double digits.

Zhao Qifeng frowned and continued to persuade her: "Miss Tian, it's not that I won't let you eat; I'm following Sister Yang's orders. Think about it—if she finds out after you return that you ate so many high-calorie things, it doesn't matter if I get scolded, but you'll be reprimanded by her too."

"I know that."

Tian Xiaolin pointed at the dishes on the table with her finger and said in a very firm tone: "But Coach Zhao, the food here is really, really delicious, really better than any restaurant I've ever been to!"

"These dishes look like they're over the calorie limit at a glance; no matter how delicious they are, you can't eat any more!"

Zhao Qifeng shook his head with a very firm attitude: "Miss Tian, even if we get blacklisted by this restaurant for not finishing, I can't let you eat anything else!"

He paused, then added: "Anyway, we're only staying here in Jiangcheng for a week this time before leaving, and we might not come back again in the future. Even if we get blacklisted by this restaurant, it's no big deal. There are so many restaurants nationwide—can't we eat somewhere else?"

After Zhao Qifeng finished speaking, Tian Xiaolin suddenly smiled.

She didn't argue with Zhao Qifeng anymore, but picked a piece of roast duck from the plate on the table and put it in Zhao Qifeng's bowl: "Coach Zhao, why don't you taste what's made here first, feel it with your heart. If you think the taste is average, I'll listen to you and won't eat another bite of the dishes from now on."

Zhao Qifeng looked at the piece of roast duck in the bowl, then looked at the confident smile on Tian Xiaolin's face.

After hesitating for a while, he picked up his chopsticks, picked up the piece of roast duck, put it in his mouth, and chewed.

"Crack!"

After his teeth bit down, the crisp sound of the duck skin shattering clearly reached Zhao Qifeng's ears.

Immediately, the layer of fat under the duck skin slid into his mouth along his tongue, and the rich fat aroma instantly activated the taste buds on his tongue.

The duck meat's taste wouldn't make people feel greasy at all; instead, it carried a faint green plum fragrance.

Every time his teeth chewed, a large amount of meat juice burst out from the tender duck meat.

This taste simply broke through Zhao Qifeng's understanding of the two words "delicious."

"Damn!"

Zhao Qifeng couldn't help but curse.

Immediately he suddenly came to his senses—the other three people at the table were all women.

Cursing in front of women was somewhat inappropriate, so he hurriedly closed his mouth and stopped speaking.

It wasn't that he was burned by the roast duck and couldn't help but curse.

It was because the taste of this roast duck was simply too amazing.

This taste made him forget for a moment that he was eating with three women, and even forget that he was a fitness coach who needed to strictly control his diet.

Zhao Qifeng ate somewhat uncontrollably and subconsciously picked up another piece of roast duck to eat.

The taste of this roast duck seemed to awaken memories buried deep in his heart.

At this moment, Zhao Qifeng remembered that before he became a fitness coach, he had also been a foodie.

When he was in college, he would drag his roommates out of the school gate every night under the cover of darkness to go outside and skewer meat and eat barbecue.

Later, because his weight kept skyrocketing, he couldn't even climb stairs without panting.

His constantly rising weight had already begun to affect his health, and only then did he steel himself to start losing weight.

From then on, he stayed away from high-calorie foods.

He engraved low-fat diet and exercise fitness into his bones.

Since he started fitness, he avoided high-oil, high-sugar foods like flood and ferocious beasts, feeling that eating a single bite was a deep sin.

He always told himself that weight-loss meals should be the healthiest and most correct food for humans.

But now the perfect, flawless taste of the roast duck in his mouth made the healthy eating belief he had established over the years begin to show signs of collapse.

While eating roast duck, Zhao Qifeng suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of confusion in his heart.

Over these years, to maintain a healthy figure, how many such delicacies have I missed?

He originally always thought that he had always been very self-disciplined.

But now he couldn't help but doubt himself: just because of self-discipline, does he have to draw a clear line with all delicious foods from now on?

No!

If it was the things he had eaten before, he could still do it.

But the food in this restaurant is really too delicious!

It seems he can't do it!

"How is it, Coach Zhao? Is the taste of the food made in this shop pretty good?"

Tian Xiaolin rested her chin on her hand, looking at Zhao Qifeng's appearance of being conquered by deliciousness, and a victorious smile appeared on her face.

Zhao Qifeng suddenly came back to his senses, with a hint of trance still in his eyes.

The taste of what he had just eaten was still lingering in his mouth, making him unable to help wanting to continue.

But he saw Tian Xiaolin dig out a large piece of red braised lion's head with a spoon, and it looked like she was about to send it into her mouth again.

Zhao Qifeng's professional instinct struggled to pull his reason back.

The remaining reason in his mind was still reminding him that he was Tian Xiaolin's fitness coach and was responsible for her figure management.

"Wait, Miss Tian, I admit that the food made in this shop is indeed more delicious than I imagined..."

Zhao Qifeng took a deep breath, mustered up twelve points of willpower, and forcibly suppressed the impulse to reach out and pick up food.

He swallowed hard and said with difficulty, "But no matter how delicious it is, you can't eat more. The things you ordered are far too high in calories. If you keep eating, your weight tomorrow..."

As he spoke, his tone had lost its initial firmness.

Adding to this, oil stains from the roast duck he had just eaten still lingered around his mouth.

This made his words even less convincing.

To be fair, the food made by Lu Feng in his shop was irresistible even to him, a fitness coach long accustomed to eating boiled vegetables.

Not to mention anything else, just take that bowl of Yangchun Noodles he ordered.

Just now he tasted a sip; the broth was fresh and delicious, and the noodles were chewy and smooth.

Although it tasted light, it was still unexpectedly delicious.

Even he could not resist the deliciousness here, let alone Tian Xiaolin.

She had been tortured by vegetable salad for quite a long time; encountering such a flavor, how could she possibly hold back?

"Coach Zhao, such delicious food, I absolutely cannot give it up. I absolutely cannot be blacklisted by this restaurant!"

Tian Xiaolin said while opening her mouth to eat the Red Braised Lion's Head, and immediately her eyes lit up again: "Wow! This Lion's Head's flavor is also amazing! The boss of this shop is simply fantastic; every dish tastes so delicious!"