Interstellar Mecha Chef

Chapter 487

Lin Miaomiao was really impressed by the three days of shutting down the small black room. She eats and sleeps every day, and dare not leave the communicator on all the time, because the room is dark, and it is impossible to know whether it is day or night outside. If the energy is exhausted, She has no way of knowing the time.

As for what Luo Cheng said to think about, well, she really needs to think about it, she is just in charge of the kitchen because of Lolita, and she is just an ordinary female soldier during training and missions, how can she chat with the officer, Let's have supper together.

It's decided that in the future, when they have supper and open a small stove, they must not call those guys, so as not to charge her with disrespect to the officer again, she is not willing to close the small black room again.

Wen Zixi and the others thought they were smart, and thought that if Ye Hongwen personally closed her confinement, she would not know who was the culprit, but the days in the small black room were too idle, and she lost sleepiness after sleeping for a long time , I can only think about the crimes that a certain iceberg charged her.

Disrespecting the officer, it seems that he never cared about the attitude of his soldiers towards him, except for some occasions where he needed to put on a show. I remember he once said, "Strength is the most important thing in the army, and some powerful mech masters always have some Maverick, or informal, no matter how convinced you are in your heart, you will still look carefree on the surface."

The person who never cared about these small details suddenly changed his attitude. In addition, when he announced the punishment, he glanced at Wen Zixi and others intentionally or unintentionally. After calming down and thinking about it, it is not difficult to see who is behind the scenes.

If it was an ordinary punishment, maybe she didn't have time to think about it at all, so she would just put the blame on Ye Hongwen, even if she didn't quarrel, she would have a cold war with him, but unfortunately, she was in confinement, so she had time to calm down and think the culprit.

As for who is in charge of this matter, it is actually not difficult to see that whether it is Ye Hongwen or Luo Cheng, they will look up at Wen Zixi when they are doing this matter. Captain Ye is just watching his reaction. Cheng just looked at his eyes and acted, taking away her bracelet and pendant space buttons, and even used the space detector to wander around her for a long time.

"Damn Wenhu, and damn Luo Erhuo, I will remember you!" Lin Miaomiao cursed in a low voice, turned over carefully, knocked heavily on the wall beside the bed a few times, and shouted, "Hey, Cai'er can hear it! Reply if you hear it."

However, there was no response, just like the previous attempts, the next door could not hear the slightest sound at all, and the sound insulation function is too good, isn’t it saying that there is no business and no adultery, and it is not afraid that you will not make a lot of money by making such conscientious products Money!

Sighing for the 220th time, Lin Miaomiao couldn't help but press the communicator again to check the time. It was exactly eleven o'clock on March [-]nd, that is to say, she had only stayed in the small dark room for a day and three hours, and she hadn't suffered yet. After half of the time, she was so bored that she wanted to hit the wall, how should she spend the rest of the time?
Or just exercise, and when you are tired, drink a dead bottle of nutrition and continue to sleep.

After making up her mind, Lin Miaomiao first ran dozens of laps in the small room. Since the room was too small, she accidentally bumped into the wall a few times, so she changed to doing sit-ups on the bed. However, there was no tool to hold her legs down. , It was extremely difficult to get up, and she managed to do fifty or so before she spread it on the bed.

Sit-ups were also left aside, she decided to imitate the heroes who had practiced martial arts since she was a child in Star TV, starting from the basic skills of the horse stance, and then she posed in an extremely awkward position and did the horse stance. After half an hour, her legs and feet The weak cook sat down on the ground.

"Whew, whee, I'm so tired. No wonder people say that fighting will become easier after a few years of horse gait. This should be regarded as a kind of powerful leg work," Lin Miaomiao said to herself, regardless of what she said. Is the logic right?

After tossing around for a long time, it was time for lunch. Although she was not hungry, she still took a nutritional supplement from the small box fixed on the wall. Of course, she couldn't help complaining a few more times when she drank it, "Also bragging about being considerate, Can't we prepare some fruit flavors, the original flavors are so unpalatable."

Swallowing the nutrient as if drinking poison, Lin Miaomiao lay back on the bed and was about to take a nap or something, but unfortunately she still didn't feel sleepy. She thought it was because she wasn't tired enough, and she needed to consume more energy to make her exhausted. Do your best to ensure that you can sleep until the next morning.

In order to consume excess energy, she then tried various exercise methods, such as high leg raises in place, leapfrog in place, push-ups, golden rooster independence, etc., with a variety of tricks, the only thing in common is that they don’t need too much exercise. space.

Fortunately, hard work always pays off. Under her unremitting exercise, she was finally exhausted and drowsy. She ran back to the bed excitedly and assumed the correct sleeping position.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 10 minutes, until half an hour later, the sleepy Lin Miaomiao opened her eyes unwillingly and said bitterly, "Damn, I still can't sleep, sweating so much, my body is sticky, I really want to take a bath."

However, no matter how intimate the small black house is, it cannot be like a hotel. There is no bathtub, no shower, and no bucket towels. None.

Speaking of which, these people cut corners too much. They said that they have a complete set of daily necessities, but they are obviously lacking in this or that, bad review!
After tossing and turning for a long time, the uncomfortable Lin Miaomiao finally fell asleep. In his dream, he punched and kicked Wen Zixi and others to avenge the confiscation of Space Button.

In the captain's room, Ye Bingshan, who cared about his girlfriend, watched the surveillance video and smiled, "I was afraid that you would be bored in confinement. I didn't expect to be able to make money in the small black room."

Gu Qingheng walked in and looked at the screen and couldn't help laughing, "She really can adapt to wherever she goes, looking at her current appearance, she is really at ease!"

Ye Hongwen didn't answer the call, and turned off the optical brain screen directly, and asked blankly, "What's the matter?"

"You are not even allowed to look at it?" Gu Qingheng raised his eyebrows, "Captain, your desire to monopolize is really strong!"

"She is mine, so naturally I can't look at it," Ye Hongwen stared at him with cold eyes, "You can leave if there is nothing wrong."

Gu Qingheng surrendered with a wry smile, "Okay, can't I stop watching it? I'm here on business."

Only then did Ye Hongwen calm down, grabbed a document and looked down, quietly waiting for the next text, but he didn't want to wait for a long time.

Ye, who was impatient to wait, raised his head, and was about to urge a few times, when he saw Gu Qingheng's face was cloudy and thinking about something, as if he had completely forgotten where he was, and suddenly became angry, "I'm going to be in a daze!" Go back to your office!"

Gu Qingheng was startled when his thoughts were interrupted, and then he was speechless, "I am also your deputy after all, so can't you be more polite?"

"No!" He replied firmly.

Gu Qingheng touched his nose, and decided not to be as knowledgeable as this bad guy, ignoring the gloomy expression on his face to explain his intention.

(End of this chapter)