"So where are we going to play tomorrow, Captain?"
In the hotel room, a group of cute, fair-skinned boys looked at someone lying on the bed lazily eating a lollipop and asked excitedly.
"Go play by yourself, I don't want to play with you." Gu Sanqing held the phone, without even looking at him, and said in a low voice.
Qianye Ling: "..."
Puff, he felt like an arrow hit his chest, and it was so painful.
"Also, why are you living in the same room with me? Where is Xiaozhi?" Gu Sanqing said while sending a WeChat message to Song Nanwu.
"Brother Zhi couldn't stand you, so he let me live with you." Qianye Ling snorted, feeling a little aggrieved that the captain didn't play with him.
"Oh, I see." Gu Sanqing's reaction was very calm. He said, "If you want to go out and play tomorrow, let Xiaozhi take you. He knows Chinese."
"Captain, where do you want to go alone?" Qianye Ling looked at Gu Sanqing with burning eyes and questioned.
With a smile on his lips, Gu Sanqing sat up, looked at him, and said in a somewhat cheerful voice, "I have a friend to meet."
Song Nanwu saw the WeChat message from Gu Sanqing when she woke up in the morning, saying that he was in Beicheng and asked her to go out for dinner.
There was no reason for her to refuse the invitation to delicious food, so she accepted it.
Then I went downstairs to have breakfast, only to see Si Jin already sitting at the dining table, drinking yogurt nonchalantly.
These days Si Jin would get up early to have breakfast with her, and Song Nanwu was not surprised.
"Buddhist sister, I want to drink porridge." A pair of dark eyes looked at her with sparkling eyes, and Si Jin said lazily.
The breakfast that my aunt prepared last night was steamed buns and steamed bread, which can be eaten after heating up, but there was no porridge.
"Then I'll order takeout for you?" Song Nanwu said, taking out her cell phone and opening the takeout app.
"Ordering takeout is so troublesome. I want to eat what you cook." Si Jin bit the straw and looked at her with burning eyes.
Song Nanwu: “…”
It’s easier to order takeout, it will arrive in no time, but you have to cook the porridge yourself.
Song Nanwu wanted to refuse, but when she met those eyes full of expectation, she just said, "Okay."
Looking at her figure entering the kitchen, Si Jin curled his lips slightly.
I really wish this young lady would stay by his side for the rest of her life and just cook porridge for him.
Thinking of that pretty boy, Si Jin's eyes darkened.
Sometimes he really wanted to be a mistress and snatch the love away from the young lady who believed in Buddhism, even if it meant breaking his own hands.
There was a strange light in his deep eyes. Si Jin suppressed his emotions, drank the yogurt, then got up and went to the kitchen.
Song Nanwu was collecting water to wash rice, looking very serious. She washed it over and over again until the water was clear and no longer transparent white. Then she collected more water and put it in the pot and turned on the fire to cook.
Si Jin took out a piece of lean meat from the refrigerator, put it on the chopping board and started chopping it with a knife.
"Captain, what are you doing?" Song Nanwu looked at him with some confusion.
"Chop the meat and put it in the porridge." Si Jin said with an air of experience, "Go see if there are any green onions in the refrigerator."
"Yeah." Song Nanwu responded, walked over and opened the refrigerator door. After rummaging through it, she found a few green onions hidden by a cabbage. She handed them to Si Jin, "What do you want the green onions for?"
"Put it in the porridge."
Song Nanwu: “…”
After a moment of silence, Song Nanwu looked at Si Jin, who was chopping meat expertly. "Captain, do you want to make lean meat porridge? Can you cook?"
"It's a little better than Jian Yao's cooking." Si Jin said nonchalantly, but he immediately took control of the kitchen. "Wash the green onions."
"Oh." Song Nanwu, who had unknowingly become an assistant, turned on the faucet obediently and washed the green onions one by one very carefully.
Twenty minutes later, Song Nanwu ate the lean meat porridge.
Si Jin adjusted the seasoning, and it was salty with a meaty aroma. It was much more delicious than her tasteless white porridge.
"It's delicious. Captain, you're awesome." Song Nanwu praised sincerely. This lean meat porridge is a level higher than the white porridge.
Si Jin looked at her with a faint smile, "Have you learned it yet? Cook me some lean meat porridge next time!"
Song Nanwu: “…”
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