"What? A young lady who believes in Buddhism has never even eaten hot pot?" Si Jin leaned closer to Song Nanwu and said in a low voice.
A pair of dark eyes were deep and filled with a hint of amusement.
Song Nanwu glanced at the information she had found, then glanced at Si Jin beside her and said seriously, "Of course I have."
"You've eaten it, and you're still looking it up online? If someone doesn't know you, they'd think you came from some remote corner of the world and haven't even tried hot pot."
The light voice carried a hint of mockery.
Song Nanwu ignored Si Jin, picked up the bowl on the table and imitated others in seasoning the food.
Si Jin lazily handed the bowl to Song Nanwu, "More garlic, more vinegar, more chili."
Song Nanwu glanced at him, took the bowl from his hand, and went to the seasoning area on the side.
"Captain, you are enslaving our little sister again." Meng Ruo in the seasoning area turned around and saw this scene, and immediately said.
Si Jin glanced at him and chuckled, "This is what the young lady asked for. If you don't believe me, just ask her. Besides, the young lady is of high quality, so it's just a piece of cake."
Despite looking very self-righteous, Meng Ruo didn't really ask Song Nanwu anything. He just took the bowl and returned to his seat.
After a while, Song Nanwu also came back from the seasoning area with a bowl.
Si Jin glanced at the seasoning in her bowl and raised his eyebrows. "Same taste as me?"
"Let's try a new flavor." Song Nanwu said, putting the bowl in her hand on the table.
"You have good taste." Si Jin looked at her and chuckled.
Everyone present can handle spicy food, so they chose the fiery hot pot.
It was the first time for Song Nanwu to eat something so spicy. She was not used to the taste at first, but the food tasted better and better, and she never put down her chopsticks. Later, she got used to it.
Although the two teams are competitors on the field, they have a good relationship in private.
There weren't any competitions recently, so they soon started drinking and chatting happily.
Song Nanwu didn't talk much to begin with, so after getting to know the seven members of the Huangyang Team, she ate quietly while listening to their random chats.
Si Jin would only occasionally interject and make a few sarcastic remarks, and then suddenly, with great interest, he would blanch the vegetables and put them into Song Nanwu's bowl.
Song Nanwu: “…”
Looking at the food in the bowl, she frowned slightly, looked at Si Jin beside her, and said coldly: "I don't eat vegetables."
Si Jin, who was burning a piece of lettuce on his hand, turned to look at her and chuckled when he heard this. "A wealthy young lady who had previously aspired to contract the supermarket's vegetable section and might even inherit a greenhouse vegetable operation in the future, how can she just not eat vegetables?"
"It's not delicious." Song Nanwu frowned, as if she was still immersed in the shadow of Jian Yao's cooking skills last time.
"Heh." Si Jin chuckled and put the blanched lettuce into her bowl. "So why bother in the first place? No one would eat Jian Yao's cooking."
Jian Yao, who was also caught in the crossfire while scalding beef, said: "..."
Captain, is it really okay for you to be so hurt?
"This is delicious, you should try it." Si Jin said to Song Nanwu.
Song Nanwu glanced at him doubtfully, then picked up the lettuce and took a bite.
As it turned out, it was indeed Jian Yao's cooking skills that were to blame.
At the same time, Bai Chuguang, who was sitting opposite Song Nanwu, watched the interaction between Song Nanwu and Si Jin, and suddenly looked at Rong Jue beside him with some sympathy.
"Ergou, I think there's no hope for you. They can get the moon first because they are close to the water."
Rong Jue: “…”
Can you please stop talking to him? This hot pot meal is so sad.
Although Song Nanwu had adapted to the spicy taste of the hot pot, she still drank a lot of water. Especially after eating a series of vegetables that Si Jin had blanched for her, her mouth became more and more spicy.
After drinking another glass of water, Song Nanwu went to the bathroom. When she came back, the two teams suddenly started drinking together for some reason?
They threw the cups aside and started drinking directly, as if they were determined to win. As a result, everyone was drunk after finishing the hot pot.
Four of the seven members of the Huangyang team were drunk, and only Pan Chang, Bai Chuguang, and Xie Yu, who played the mage position, remained sober. However, seeing the four people who were completely drunk, they couldn't help but twitch their lips.
He insisted on having a drinking contest, but ended up losing the training match and was no match for the other person.
So shameful!
On the Zongji team's side, only Lin Xiaoran and Meng Ruo were drunk and unconscious, lying on the table and refusing to get up, which gave Nie Hao a headache.
Fortunately, the situation of the Huangyang team was even worse than theirs, and he regained his balance in an instant.
Jian Yao and Ning Hongyan had a good alcohol tolerance, and although they were a little tipsy, they still remained somewhat sober.
By the time the two teams walked out of the hot pot restaurant drunkenly, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.
Song Nanwu was following behind everyone when suddenly her cell phone rang.
"Bang—ah, murder, murder, run, murder..."
Listening to the ringtone, Si Jin glanced at Song Nanwu and sneered. Suddenly, he moved closer to her and said in a drunken voice, "Hey, young lady who believes in Buddhism, you use such a cruel ringtone. Aren't you afraid that Buddha will not forgive you?"
The hot air sprayed on my ears, causing a slight itch.
This cell phone ringtone was set for her by Vegetables.
Song Nanwu glanced at him, lifted her feet, put some distance between herself and him, and answered Mo Qiudong's call.
"Boss, I have something to tell you. Let's talk in person. Look to the left."
Hearing this, Song Nanwu raised her eyes and looked to the left, only to see Mo Qiudong leaning against the street light, looking at her lazily.
"Okay." After looking at him, Song Nanwu said and hung up the phone.
Pan Changyou asked the agent of the Huangyang team to come and drive the car. He said hello, helped a group of drunks into the car, and left first.
Nie Hao didn't drink and drove over.
Ning Hongyan supported Lin Xiaoran, and Jian Yao supported Meng Ruo, and they got into the car one after another.
"Captain, I have something to do so I can't go back." Song Nanwu said, looking at Si Jin beside her.
"Yeah." Si Jin glanced at her and responded lightly without asking any more questions.
After she finished speaking, Song Nanwu walked towards Mo Qiudong.
Si Jin glanced at her and saw that she was going to meet a man, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Captain, where is Nanwu going? Isn't she going back with us?" Nie Hao sat in the driver's seat, glanced at Song Nanwu, and asked Si Jin.
"He said he had something to do." Si Jin looked at him and was about to get in the car.
At this moment, Meng Ruo suddenly vomited, almost splashing on Si Jin.
Si Jin: “…”
Frowning in disdain, Si Jin instantly moved away from the nanny car and said to Nie Hao, "I drove here."
Knowing Si Jin's mysophobia, Nie Hao glanced at the back seat, coughed lightly, and reminded him, "You've been drinking, don't drive, take a taxi back!"
"Yeah, I know." Si Jin looked a little impatient, as if he was disgusted.
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