84th bowl of soup (4)

Seeing Nick's expression like that, Qing Huan also felt a little guilt in her heart. The things she did before are indeed...

"I made it very hard, Nick, you must eat more."

Nick nodded slowly, humming, not knowing how he felt. Qing Huan showed a sly smile, watching him as if taking poison, with the determination of a strong man to break his wrist, and ate a bite of the dish.

Then, those green eyes suddenly darkened, and looked at other people unclearly: "Are you sure you don't want to eat?"

"If you don't eat or eat, you will give it to Nick. Master Captain has worked hard. You can eat more to replenish your energy."

"it is good."

Then everyone looked at each other strangely. Anyway, Nick is not the kind of person who can pretend to be himself. He didn’t hesitate to see his expression. It didn’t look like it was pretended, but Qinghuan’s dishes... They went to Qinghuan again. Looking at it, Qing Huan didn't know it at all, and smiled at them: "Don't worry, I have cooked a lot, enough for Nick, and enough for you."

"No, let me eat them all." Nick said vaguely, stuffed with vegetables in his mouth, "After all, I beat too many people today, my hands hurt, my stomach is hungry, and I need more nutrition."

... even more suspicious!

Qinghuan Shishiran took a seat and brought her share to the front. It was really ashamed to say that they had eaten weird and vicious dishes before, and all she ate was normal. But every time these guys saw her eating with relish, they were embarrassed to refuse, and they also followed her to eat. How did they know that her food was just the same as they looked, but the taste was worlds apart.

But it was precisely because of this that she gradually changed her perception of them.

I'll talk about other things later, at least for the moment, she believes what she sees with her eyes and what she feels with her heart, this is the most important thing, isn't it?

Because Nick was eating fast and fragrant, it really made the others couldn't believe it, so everyone tentatively sat down. The way Nick eats is so appetizing that if they don't move, they won't even have to lick the plate in the end.

At the moment of the food intake, everyone understood why Nick was eating so fast, he was afraid that they would react to him and **** him? !

Qinghuan watched leisurely as they fought for the last chicken leg, and then caught it on his plate. By the time they decided the winner, the chicken legs had only bones left, and the dining table was cleaned up.

No one was full except Nick. Miss Qinghuan was a lie. She obviously only made five servings. Where is enough food? Most of their food went into Nick's stomach! Ah, ah, so angry, I want him to spit it out!

Nick fell on his chair, picking his teeth, and lazily raised an eyelid: "Huh? Didn't you say you want to respect me, the captain, and take the initiative to let me eat more? I asked you if you don’t eat. What do you guys say?"

Everyone is popular, who knows that today’s taste is completely different from before? It was so delicious that people swallowed all their tongues. Since they became their companions, the meals have been cooked in turn, but the cooking skills are worse than each, and the food you eat every day is terrible. Later, it developed to leave all the ingredients behind. Bring to a boil and sprinkle some salt to eat. If you log in, the first thing is to have a good meal. Who would have thought that today's food is so delicious?

The heartache almost wanted to die.

"Eat apple pie?" Qinghuan, who had washed the dishes, walked out carrying the freshly baked pie, smiling. "Not much grilled, just one serving per person."

Before Nick could jump up, he was blocked by others.

"The captain has eaten a lot. If you eat more, it won't be digestible, right Joe? You come from a family of Chinese medicine doctors. Tell Ms. Qing Huan, am I right?" Lance said with a plate in his hand. "Nick's share will be borne by the rest of us!"

"Yes, that's right, eating too much is not good for sailing." Joe took a bite of the crispy outside and tender apple pie, and squinted happily. "It's delicious!"

Owen just ate and didn't speak.

Nick's eyes were cold, and he drew his sword: "You, want to die? Believe it or not, I kicked you off this ship?"

It seemed that the fight was about to start again for an instant, but Qing Huan brought out five cups of brewed black tea: "Dim sum should be eaten with black tea. Let's drink it together?"

Nick replied, put the sword back in its sheath, and gave Lance a stare. Lance also reluctantly returned Nick's pie to him. Everyone sat down and enjoyed a perfect and quiet afternoon tea. Then they did their own things, and it was rare that they didn't fight again.

They didn't even ask why Qinghuan's dishes suddenly changed their taste. It seemed that for them, friends all had their own secrets, which they would never ask. As time went by, Qing Huan's personality gradually changed, and they didn't think it was weird—in this sea, each of them had their destiny turned upside down.

The ship sailed all the way to the east, Qinghuan sincerely interacted with them, and the feelings naturally developed by leaps and bounds. After she stopped looking at them with colored eyes, she realized that each of these four people was cute. If she didn't know anything before, she would definitely become friends with them in the first place.

The sea is mysterious, beautiful and dangerous. As a weak woman "without the power to bind a chicken", she has always been the one protected. Including the lazy and violent Nick, the gentlemanism of the four of them seems to be carved into the bones. In particular, Eastern women are more slender and weaker than Western women, and it makes them feel that a gust of wind can blow the joy down.

But in fact... she is also very violent.

However, whether it is a man or a woman, when they want to express their strength, watching quietly is the best, right?

Qinghuan was cooking in the kitchen while humming a song. She promised yesterday that she would cook authentic oriental dishes today, and cook two more dishes to start the meal. The pot is boiled in the fragrant and tangy yam pork rib soup, and the ingredients for the fish head with chopped pepper are being prepared. The sea is humid and it is easy to get sick. It is better to eat spicy food. They bought a lot of beers when they passed through a small town before. The past few days have been calm, and they should be able to have a good drink at noon.

She likes cooking very much, especially for the people she likes, regardless of men and women, regardless of status, and regardless of closeness.

But when she was cutting the ribs, there was a sudden violent shaking of the hull, which made her almost cut her hand, and then there was a noise outside. It seemed that there were people, and there were still a lot of people? !

As soon as she opened the cabin door, she heard Joe's voice: "Don't come out!"

It's a pity that it's too late. The visitor has already seen her face and burst into a burst of laughter: "It turns out that such a little lady was hiding on the boat! It's good or bad, just to change my taste!"

Qinghuan didn't care about the rude words. What she cares about is Irving who is different from the past. If it was a weekday, even if it was Irving who thought she would be a nymphomaniac, his eyes were gloomy at the moment, and the whole body seemed to be shrouded in heavy darkness. Nick and Lance stood beside him, and Nick's sword had been drawn out.

The distance between the other party’s boat and them is at most three meters. This is how the loud crash sound was made. The head was a burly middle-aged man wearing a huge black cloak. He looked extremely vicious and full of madness. At this moment, he was sitting. On a big chair, there was a beautiful woman in her arms, letting him knead. His hands were big and thick, but the woman was white and tender, but he didn't treat her as a person at all, pinching and rubbing the other person at will, the woman's painful eyes were red, but she only dared to groan softly.

Behind this man is a group of tall men, all of them with lustful eyes and arrogant attitudes, lustful eyes not only at Qinghuan, but also at...three other men except Nick.

Nick's appearance is not handsome, especially the scar that runs through his face, it makes him look vicious and evil. Krance, Joe, and Owen all looked like the beautiful men in the painting, not only that, they were fair and slender, and they were completely different from the guys on the opposite side who looked like bad guys.

Qinghuan has seen too many perverts, there is nothing to say about perverts, just kill it. What's more... She is not the kind-hearted person who is bullied by others and doesn't resist.

Owen's eyes are extremely cold and hateful, unlike the handsome and humorous he used to be. Qing Huan suddenly thought of Joe's words.

These guys are all people with cruel fate.

"Hey, the woman over there, are you their woman? Why don't you come to our boat, it must be more satisfying for you!" A big man wearing a blindfold shouted to Qinghuan.

She glanced at Owen, and he still didn't look back, and neither did Nick. He said to her: "After killing these people, I will eat twice as much food as usual."

"Me too." This is Lance.

"I only need one and a half times as much. If I eat too much, I will suffer from indigestion."

But Irving didn't speak from beginning to end.

Before Qing Huan answered, a roar of laughter broke out on the opposite boat: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, have you heard? This disfigured kid said that he would kill us all!"

"Hahahahahaha, Owen, did you leave us and climbed onto such a man?"

"Long time no see, after all these years, it's time to go home?"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha I miss you so much! No matter how many men I have played, I still don’t have the same taste as Owen!"

The men licked their lips and looked more lustful.

Qing Huan seemed to have heard nothing: "The soup will be ready in half an hour, hurry up."

"Fifteen minutes is enough." Nick raised a corner of his mouth-this is the first time Qing Huan saw him smiling, as if he was incarnate as Satan, about to bring terrifying killing and blood to this sea. "Remember, I want double the meal."