Chapter 225: Spicy Crawfish Noodles Chapter 225: Spicy Crawfish Noodles Su Yinhe was speechless, but Lin Murong insisted, so she compromised.

Lin Murong’s execution was strong; she said she wanted Spicy Crawfish Noodles, and they had it the next day.

The flavor of the Spicy Crawfish Noodles.

With the original seasoning and the addition of the leftover grilled fish sauce from last night, it tasted… slightly weird, but actually pretty good.

The combination of grilled fish and crawfish was odd, but also kind of tasty.

While eating, Su Yinhe started thinking about the crawfish in space.

Eating Spicy Crawfish Noodles, how could they not have crawfish?

As the two ate, they began peeling more crawfish.

Chi Yan had clear soup noodles; he wasn’t keen to try the Spicy Crawfish Noodles.

Lin Murong thought Chi Yan’s soup noodles were bland and utterly joyless.

Chi Yan thought Lin Murong’s noodles were a surefire way to upset one’s stomach.

Despite his reservations and lack of praise, seeing them peeling crawfish, he still came over, wore gloves, and helped peel.

However, he put all the ones he peeled into Su Yinhe’s bowl of noodles.

Lin Murong: “…”
Initially, Lin Murong was the fastest peeler, and his noodles had more crawfish than Su Yinhe’s, but now, thanks to Chi Yan’s interference, his noodles seemed particularly shabby compared to Su Yinhe’s.

“Chi Yan, aren’t we brothers?”

Chi Yan paused, thought for a moment, then resolutely shook his head. “Probably not.”

Lin Murong: “???”

Brotherhood, huh.

Lin Murong angrily bowed his head and sped up.

Only by being fast could one match the work of two people.

It’s just some help, huh, he could do it by himself.

At last, in the bowls of their Spicy Crawfish Noodles, there was more crawfish than noodles.

Of course, Lin Murong’s noodles still had fewer crawfish than Su Yinhe’s.

But he had already given up struggling.

What’s there to compare? Weren’t the crawfish tasty?

Instead of comparing, he’d rather eat a few more bites of crawfish.

The crawfish he peeled were definitely delicious.

The Spicy Crawfish Noodles were satisfactorily filling, and having peeled plenty of crawfish, Su Yinhe overate accidentally and didn’t want to eat dinner, just a little bit of fruit.

Chi Yan peeled and cut it up.

Lin Murong: “…”
Naturally, none was for him.

Wuu wuu wuu…

He really wasn’t suited to be a third wheel.

He should be hiding in a corner, making circles with Fangfang.

Though that’s what he thought, he was also too full to move and just lazily lay there.

Torture, torture, it’s just flaunting love.

He had gotten used to it, truly used to it.

Lin Murong’s love-torturing life continued for quite some time.

Because Su Yinhe had no thoughts of opening a supermarket, she became lethargic and turned into a proper salted fish.

Sleeping till naturally waking up.

Her waking time? Usually lunchtime.

Who made lunch?

Chi Yan and Lin Murong took turns.

It definitely wasn’t her.

Think of it as paying rent.

She needed to lie low for now.

Would open the supermarket when she felt like it someday.

The supermarket had a defense system; mutated plants and mutant animals usually couldn’t get in.

But a bird made it into Su Yinhe’s room.

A mutated bird, white and small, very cute.

She had caught it preening by the window.

Despite its size, its battle prowess was not small.

After being captured, it desperately flapped its wings, its claws sharp and dangerous, but who is Su Yinhe? She was a woman with all the cheats, easily handled it.

And she started to keep it as a pet.

She even gave it a name, Qiuqiu.

At first, Qiuqiu rejected the name and the idea of being kept by Su Yinhe.

But well, it found that living with Su Yinhe was just too comfortable.

It didn’t have to fly around by itself, didn’t have to deal with those damned Mutated Plants, nor did it have to watch out for the Mutant animals bigger than itself.

It just ate, drank, and slept all day.

Life was too good.

Qiuqiu was truly living the life.

Then it decided to stay.

Being a pet wasn’t so bad.

Though it lost its freedom, it gained a home.

Qiuqiu now ate even better than Lin Murong.

Lin Murong was green with envy.

“It’s just a bird, why does it need to eat this well?” and it was a mutant bird at that.

Mutated things are the easiest to keep alive; just give them some plain rice, why feed it so well?

He was feeling sour.

Qiuqiu seemed to notice his jealousy and suddenly flew up, flapping its wings over his head and even clawing at him.

“Ouch! You damn bird, how dare you scratch me! Galaxy, look at it!” Lin Murong was furious, he even stopped holding Fangfang, determined to catch this arrogant bird.

When Su Yinhe looked over, Qiuqiu was obediently standing to one side, tilting its head at her, its round eyes looking at her.

It instantly won her heart.

Lin Murong: “???”

Really?

Was it just a green-tea bird?

“Galaxy, it wasn’t like this just now. It was bullying me, it’s just pretending now!” Lin Murong never imagined that one day he’d be outwitted by a bird.

“But it’s just a bird.” Su Yinhe hadn’t seen what just happened.

“It’s not an ordinary bird, it’s a green-tea bird.” Lin Murong was serious.

“But…” Su Yinhe looked at Qiuqiu, somewhat hesitant.

In Qiuqiu’s dark eyes, there was pure foolishness.

“No way.” Su Yinhe believed it.

“Galaxy, it’s true.”

“Alright, you just want its food, I get it, I’ll give you a portion. Don’t quarrel with it.” Su Yinhe looked at him seriously.

Qiuqiu was her pet, the owner needed to provide a good living environment for her pet.

She couldn’t allow her pet to stay in a depressing environment forever.

Lin Murong looked at her incredulously.

“So this is how you see me? You think I’m after its food?”

“Do you want it or not?” Su Yinhe said helplessly.

“Yes, yes, yes.” An opportunity to improve meals shouldn’t be missed.

He wasn’t the kind to let himself be at a disadvantage.

Su Yinhe: “Then that’s settled. Now don’t disturb me anymore.” She was busy following a drama.

Su Yinhe then continued to watch her drama, while Qiuqiu flew to her shoulder, obediently standing there, ready for affection.

Qiuqiu was also trying hard to be a qualified pet today.

Lin Murong: “Pfft.”

Green-tea bird.

Hmph.

He’d find a way to expose the true face of this green-tea bird.

Lin Murong held Fangfang, a look of anger on his face.

Fangfang also consolingly comforted him.

Though upset by the green-tea bird, at least the meals were improved.

It was barely acceptable.

All the Spicy Crawfish in Su Yinhe’s space had been eaten up.

Crawfish, once you start eating, if your stomach isn’t full, you can keep eating until your hand hurts from peeling.

Lin Murong still wanted more, so he took a large basin and a brush to clean.