The person who had previously vowed not to eat it did not refuse. He reached out to take it, bit the straw and took a sip.
It tasted a bit sour, but he thought it was very sweet.
Si Jin pursed his lips slightly, his brows filled with joy.
Thinking about putting the rice in the pot, Song Nanwu glanced at the infusion bottle, which was still half full, and turned into the kitchen.
Song Nanwu had no concept of whether the porridge was thin or thick. She only knew that as long as there was more water than rice, it would be fine. She added some water randomly and started cooking.
It was quite simple. Song Nanwu, who had acquired a new skill, left the kitchen with some satisfaction.
The TV was playing a specially planned variety show, which was also the episode of their recorded e-sports album.
Song Nanwu watched it when it was first broadcast. In the base's living room, Meng Ruo and the others were fed a mouthful of dog food.
Jian Yao was even caught in the crossfire. His cooking skills were criticized on the show and remained a hot topic on Weibo for a whole day. Now almost everyone in the country knows about his dark cuisine cooking skills.
Song Nanwu sat down next to Si Jin and said, "Stop watching TV and take a nap. I'll call you when the porridge is ready."
"Yeah." Si Jin responded softly, leaning down and resting his head on her shoulder. "Buddhist sister, is this really your first time doing a puzzle?"
The TV happened to show her and him doing a puzzle together. She said she had never played it before, but later she was very good at it.
"Well, for the first time, this puzzle wasn't difficult."
The final pattern had hints. Although it was broken into many pieces, she just had to piece them together according to the outline. It was not difficult. She could basically know where it was at a glance.
"Should I praise you for being awesome?" The hoarse voice was filled with a hint of laughter.
"I accept." Song Nanwu said. Compared with Lou Chunyu from the Smile Team, she seemed to be quite powerful.
"Heh." Si Jin couldn't help but chuckle and closed his eyes.
I have a high fever of 40 degrees, and I feel a little listless and tired.
But then he remembered something, Si Jin opened his eyes and looked at Song Nanwu, and asked, "Do you like that little girl very much? Is that your boyfriend?"
Yunsi, she raised her, how could she not like him?
Song Nanwu nodded lightly.
Si Jin narrowed his eyes, his expression somewhat dim, his dark eyes strangely deep, "So he is very important to you?"
"It's very important. It's family."
family!
Si Jin didn't say anything else, her eyes instantly turned cold. She didn't expect that the pretty boy was so important to her.
Thinking of the scene of the two of them getting married and having children in the future, Si Jin felt sick and his heart was completely cold.
"Captain, I'll go check on the porridge."
Si Jin concealed the coldness in his eyes, looked at her and straightened his head.
Song Nanwu quickly got up and went to the kitchen. The water had already boiled and was overflowing with white foam.
It was an unexpected scene, and Song Nanwu was in a panic holding the pot lid, not knowing how to respond.
Si Jin followed in, looked at the pot, and said calmly, "Turn down the heat."
Hearing this, Song Nanwu quickly turned the heat to the lowest setting.
The porridge in the pot stopped overflowing, and Song Nanwu breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Si Jin, who was lazily leaning against the door with the IV bottle in one hand, she frowned and said, "Didn't you say I should take a nap?" After a pause, she said seriously, "I can handle it. Cooking porridge is not difficult."
Who was that person who just stood there stupidly watching the porridge in the pot overflowing without doing anything?
Si Jin glared at her, "Buddhist sister, have you ever cooked?"
"No." Song Nanwu looked at Si Jin and didn't hide anything. She told the truth in a cold voice, "This is my first time cooking, but it doesn't matter. Cooking porridge is not difficult."
The first time I cooked, I pleased Si Jin. He curled the corners of his lips. No wonder he looked so silly just now.
Song Nanwu cooked the porridge and her takeout arrived, spicy crayfish and barbecue.
Si Jin stared at her deeply, "..."
What do you mean? Is it intentional?
"Captain, I'm hungry too." Song Nanwu looked at Si Jin and said seriously, put the takeaway on the table, went into the kitchen and got a bowl of porridge.
The porridge is a bit thick and has a bit of a burnt taste. It is incomparable to the spicy crayfish and barbecue.
If it were anyone else, Si Jin would definitely be disgusted and wouldn't even look at it, but since it was someone's first time cooking, he was very considerate and sat at the dining table, eating slowly and leisurely.
Seeing him eating with relish, Song Nanwu thought her first cooking was pretty good. She went to the kitchen to get a spoon and tasted it, but her mouth was full of burnt taste.
It wasn't too bad, but it definitely wasn't delicious either. However, Si Jin ate spoonful after spoonful.
You must be very hungry!
Song Nanwu looked at him and said seriously, "Captain, why don't you stop eating it? It's not tasty."
"Do I have any other choice?" Si Jin looked up at her and said, "It's indeed not delicious, but compared to Jian Yao's cooking skills, it's not bad."
He was so kind-hearted that he comforted her like this. She even felt a little embarrassed to eat spicy crayfish and barbecue.
However, this embarrassment was soon forgotten. Song Nanwu ate with great relish, taking a bite of crayfish and a bite of barbecue.
Si Jin looked at her and chuckled, "Give me a shrimp."
Song Nanwu felt a little guilty for giving him such a disgusting porridge. Without saying a word, she peeled a shrimp for Si Jin, rinsed it with water to remove the spiciness, and handed it to him.
His pupils trembled slightly, and Si Jin opened his mouth and took it in.
"Would you like to eat another one?" Song Nanwu asked him.
Si Jin didn't refuse, "Yeah."
After they finished eating and the water was finished, Si Jin pulled out the needle and sat in the chair feeling a little listless.
"Captain, go to bed." Song Nanwu looked at him and said.
"Are you leaving?" Si Jin asked suddenly.
"Where am I going?" Song Nanwu was a little puzzled, then she thought of something and smiled at him, "I'm not leaving."
Si Jin then got up and went to the bedroom. Song Nanwu followed him and carried the quilt in.
After tossing and turning for half the night, Si Jin was now very sleepy. Lying on the bed, he saw Song Nanwu was about to leave, so he quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Little sister who believes in Buddhism, stay with me for a while."
He was not as energetic as she had seen him in the afternoon. Now he looked completely listless, lying weakly on the bed. Song Nanwu's heart softened all of a sudden.
"Okay." She replied softly and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Si Jin held her hand and fell asleep almost as soon as he closed his eyes.
He had a fever and even his hand was burning. Song Nanwu reached out and touched his forehead, which was still very hot.
Glancing at him, Song Nanwu pressed the black bracelet on his hand and looked at the temperature test.
Sure enough, he was still having a fever, but it was a little lower than before, now at 38.9 degrees.
"You're really weak." Song Nanwu looked at him and murmured.
He was fine in the afternoon, but had such a high fever in the evening.
After yawning, Song Nanwu felt a little sleepy. She also wanted to sleep, but the kitchen was not cleaned yet.
She was so diligent that Song Nanwu struggled to get out with her hands, but unexpectedly Si Jin held them tightly and she couldn't pull them out.
She pushed harder and Si Jin woke up. He looked up and met those sleepy eyes.
Song Nanwu: “…”
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