Isn't it nonsense if you are drunk?
Therefore, when Song Nanwu repeatedly emphasized that vegetables were the treasures of the 27th century, Si Jin responded perfunctorily but did not believe it at all.
During this time, I also cooked her a bowl of egg noodles, which successfully stopped someone from chattering.
"Buddhist sister, how many meals of lean meat porridge do you plan to use to pay for this bowl of egg noodles?" Biting on the yogurt straw in a good mood, Si Jin took a photo of Song Nanwu, who was eating noodles obediently across the table with his mobile phone, and started to argue.
Hearing this, Song Nanwu looked up at Si Jin, frowned slightly, and asked in a cold voice with a hint of drunkenness, "Can I not return it?"
"Heh." Si Jin smiled slightly, a gentle look on that handsome and charming face. "No, little sister, you have to reciprocate."
Frowning a little more, Song Nanwu took a sip of noodles and asked in a negotiating tone, "What about that meal?"
"It was my first time cooking and my first time making egg noodles for someone."
The implication is, don't think of getting rid of him with just a bite.
Song Nanwu also understood what he said. She looked at him and asked, "How many meals do you think it will take to pay me back?"
"One month."
"Oh, okay." Song Nanwu responded blankly and looked at the egg noodles in the bowl.
The captain's bowl of noodles is so expensive that it takes a month of lean meat porridge to pay it back, but... "Won't you vomit if you drink porridge every day?"
Si Jin drank yogurt and looked at her calmly, "Did I say you'd eat porridge every day for a month? That's thirty meals! Besides, tomorrow's a holiday. Oh, right, you're not going home. That's perfect. I'll have a chance to ask you to return it during the Chinese New Year."
Song Nanwu: “…”
After finishing a bowl of noodles, Song Nanwu didn't know when she went back to her room to sleep. When she woke up the next day, her head felt heavy and her stomach was a little hungry.
After washing up, Song Nanwu went downstairs to eat. Meng Ruo and the others, except Lin Xiaoran, had already gotten up and were in the hall.
Seeing her figure, Jian Yao greeted her cheerfully, "Hey, Miss Nan Wu, you woke up quite early! I heard that you came back last night and cooked your century treasure."
The movement of going downstairs suddenly stopped, and Song Nanwu looked at Jian Yao and blinked blankly.
She cooked the treasure of the century?!
I was a little slow to react for a moment, and then the memory of last night's drunkenness came flooding back.
Yes, she cooked the green lettuce that the captain planted for her. She still remembered that she pulled it out of the flowerpot with the roots and soil and put it directly into the pot.
Her conscience ached. The captain had planted this century-old treasure for her. She had watched it grow, but she ended up cooking it!
Sadness flooded her mind at this moment, and even the fact that she had kissed Si Jin on her own initiative was nothing!
Song Nanwu lost her appetite even for breakfast. She sat dejectedly in front of the computer desk, looking at the flowerpot with only soil in it. She still remembered the lush green lettuce she had seen yesterday!
I didn't expect to fall into her clutches at night!
Si Jin, this idiot who was trying to take advantage of her, was trying to provoke her with the photo. "Last night before I emptied the trash can, I took a photo of your century-old treasure. Do you want to see the 'posthumous photo'?"
Posthumous photo!
Song Nanwu looked at Si Jin with great sorrow, her cold face showing a look of great shock. "I don't want to."
Meng Ruo looked at Song Nanwu and couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Captain, you're so poisonous! Don't you see how much our Miss Nanwu's conscience is hurting? You even used the posthumous photo to provoke her!"
Indeed, she was a little too sad.
Si Jin glanced at Song Nanwu, put away his phone, and began to comfort her, "Isn't it just a head of lettuce? There are plenty of them in the supermarket. How about I take you to buy some later?"
Song Nanwu was very interested. "It's different. You planted it for me."
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