Chapter 1199 Marula (Noun)

Originally, Lin Lan thought that Fushun's "spicy pill" was a modal particle.

But what he never expected was that when he hurried to the kitchen and looked at the "red soup" glutinous rice balls sprinkled with chili noodles in the pot, he realized that what Fushun meant by "spicy pills" was a noun.

"Huha...Commander..."

In the kitchen, apart from the hot pot of meatballs, what caught his eye was the sky-blue long-haired little dragon lady who was lying on Ning Hai's lap, her face filled with a blurry blush.

It was the petite destroyer girl from his Donghuang camp, Long Wu.

Long Wu, who had always been reserved, was obviously intoxicated by the bowl of glutinous rice. He raised his hand and smiled happily at him:

"Hey...Commander~Everyone~Welcome home...

"Try the glutinous rice balls specially prepared by Long Wu for you, Commander..."

Lin Lan put down Ping Hai, felt distressed and squatted in front of Ning Hai and Long Wu, hugging Long Wu's soft body.

"Sniff sniff..."

At this time, Long Wu seemed to have been completely opened up by the alcohol. After sniffing in his arms for a moment, he pecked him on the face off guard, and then snuggled up to him and acted coquettishly.

Such an uncharacteristic appearance of Long Wu made Kirov and other Northern Alliance girls rub their eyes in disbelief.

"Harbin, how could Long Wu get so drunk from a bowl of glutinous rice? Shouldn't glutinous rice be a sweet for children?"

Kirov asked Harbin in a low voice, but received a helpless reply from Harbin:

"Long Wu has a body that gets drunk when she touches wine, so in addition to using cooking wine, everyone in Donghuang will basically avoid Long Wu whenever wine products are used to make dishes.

"As long as he is drunk, Long Wu will put too much chili pepper when cooking... No, that's what's happening in the pot now."

After listening to Harbin's explanation, he seemed to be remembering something sensitively, and asked with wide eyes:

"Wow! Could it be that the spicy spring rolls served at the Spring Festival in Hong Kong a few years ago are also..."

"It was Fushun who did it."

Before Min Min could finish speaking, Anshan spoke with great determination.

"?"

When Fushun, who was discussing with Taiyuan how to write the self-reflection letter, heard this, his face was suddenly filled with question marks and his eyes widened.

And Ying Rui seemed to realize something, smiled and stroked Fushun's head, and smiled at several Beilian companions:

"That's right, the spicy spring rolls served during the Spring Festival were Fushun's prank, not Sister Longwu's."

"???"

Fushun, who had been inexplicably blamed, was about to retort, but his sister Anshan glared at him and swallowed his words hard.

Lin Lan also heard the conversation between several ship girls and burst into laughter.

In fact, he knew that the spring rolls for that Spring Festival were Long Wu's "masterpiece" in his arms.

Originally, he should have watched Long Wu and not let Long Wu go to the kitchen.

But because the drunken crab was so delicious, he ate it with Long Wu and walked around for a while, causing Long Wu, who was drunk by the drunken crab, to sneak into the kitchen.

It seems that the Northern Union ship girls were also victims of that accident.

Of course, Anshan and several Donghuang ship girls had to cover up this kind of dereliction of duty on his part and the negligence of the Donghuang camp.

"Hey, Commander, it seems we need to make glutinous rice balls again."

Ning Hai saw that Long Wu was fine, so he looked at the red glutinous rice balls in the pot and said with great distress:

"It's really a waste to throw these glutinous rice balls away, but I don't know how much chili pepper Sister Long Wu put in..."

Lin Lan knew that as a model of a diligent and thrifty ship girl, Ning Hai felt guilty watching so many glutinous rice balls being dumped.

But as Ning Hai said, even he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to eat this pot of glutinous rice balls that looked complicated.

He still remembered that the green pepper Shimanshi from Chongying's Dragon God gave him was the seeds obtained from the girls of Donghuang Ship.

Fortunately, the cute little dragon lady Long Wu only invited him to eat glutinous rice balls at the beginning. After being picked up by him, she hugged him like a sloth and fell asleep.

Otherwise, even if he risked his life, he would still have to eat this pot of "spicy pills" in order not to disappoint Long Wu.

Just when Lin Lan and Ning Hai were in a dilemma about what to do with the pot of glutinous rice balls, Miss D and the pursuer came up curiously.

"Dad, if you can't eat spicy food, leave it to me."

The slender white-haired twin-tailed stalker looked at the glutinous rice balls in the pot with burning eyes and gave Lin Lan a provocative smile.

"You? Are you sure?"

Seeing that the pursuer was so careless and dared to challenge the dishes prepared by Long Wu while drunk, Lin Lan took Ning Hai's hand and tried to dissuade her.

He really wanted to see if Longwu's abnormal spicy cuisine could exceed the threshold of the executor's taste system.

"I'm sure, leave it to me!"

After the pursuer finished speaking, Lin Lan held Long Wu in his arms and moved out of the way with a look on his face.

Seeing that Miss D didn't seem to be planning to come forward, he couldn't help laughing and teasing:

"Don't you go and try together?"

"Me? I'll wait for the tracker to finish eating first."

Miss D looked at the pursuer who took the spoon from Ding'an and replied to him.

Miss Death's words made Lin Lan complain silently. It seemed that the Arbiter's mind was indeed more mature.

This girl actually knew how to let the tracker test the water first.

Using a spoon, he scooped a few glutinous rice balls and soup into a bowl. The tracer did not hesitate at all. He directly took the bowl and put the "spicy balls" in his mouth in front of everyone.

Such a bold way of eating made Lin Lan instinctively think of Antix, a chuunibyou from a certain experimental institution.

However, just when Lin Lan thought that the way the Tracker ate the food whole meant that the Executor girl could bear the red soup dumplings...

"Wow! Water, water! My taste system is going to collapse!"

The next second, the Tracker was like swallowing a few balls of fire, her face flushed and she covered her mouth and screamed.

However, the incident happened suddenly. Lin Lan and the girls around her looked around and found that there was no cold boiled water in the kitchen.

"Tap, tap water?"

Anshan pointed to the faucet next to the chopping board and suggested, but the Tracker could no longer hear anything.

The poor Executor girl seemed to be still spicing up, and she rolled on the ground with a painful look on her face.

"Switch the body, Tracker, your body's taste system collapsed."

Fortunately, the Breaker spoke in time to remind her, which made the Tracker Golden seem to have found a way out, and she closed her eyes and lay on the ground without moving.

Obviously, the tracker transferred the main mind to other machines in the flying spirit instrument, and put the machine that ate "Wala" into standby mode.

"Hiss..."

For a moment, the kitchen, which had become quiet again, was filled with the sound of Lin Lan and the girls breathing.

Even Anshan, Zhaohe and Huajia, several Donghuang ship girls, swallowed their saliva instinctively.

As for "Cat Tongue" Huanchang, who couldn't eat even a little bit of spiciness, his face was pale, and he looked at Longwu sleeping in Lin Lan's arms with lingering fear.

Siren was so spicy that she could still switch machines, but if she ate the red soup dumplings in the pot...

Huanchang shuddered at the thought.

"Wow, it's really Donghuang cuisine. Even the taste system of the Type IV Executor is overwhelmed by the spiciness. This is the first time I've seen it..."

Mercury Memorial meta smacked his lips and sighed, then looked at Miss D who was trembling beside Lin Lan, and shouted playfully:

"Dace, didn't you tell the commander to try it after the tracker finished eating? Now it's your turn~"

After the female old ghost meta finished speaking, everyone focused their attention on the arbitrator girl again.

Fushun, who was watching the fun and not minding the trouble, also responded to Mercury Memorial meta, and laughed at Miss D:

"That's right! We all heard it just now. The arbitration agency can't go back on its word!"