In My Desperate Time

He said that he didn’t want me to go into the kitchen, so I don’t follow him in and stay with Steven Song and Whitney.

About one hour later, Frances Louis comes out with a pot of congee.

Rice congee, which in burnt on the bottom.

“Finally I got a chance for cruise tour and this is what you give me for lunch?” Steven Song looks at the pot reluctantly.

I ate rice congee made by Frances Louis before, but I never thought that he would overcook it again.

He is really a bad cook.

“Eat or starve.”

Frances Louis says lightly, feeling embarrassed.

“I will have some congee.” Whitney takes a bowl, her face full of smile.

She holds up the bowl and nibbles at it, her face full of satisfaction.

I can see that she really loves Frances Louis. She can even flatter him for such terrible food he made.

“I'll go to the kitchen to see if there is anything else we can eat. What about you?” Steven Song says to me.

“I choose to starve.”

I purse my lips.

to. If I choose to

two pieces of bread. He gives me one piece and sighs, “Looks like there has to be some waiters to serve, at least there should be a cook,

stands aside and looks at his congee in the pot,

is unpalatable

I break it off and

Louis, if you don’t

glances at me and says coldly, “I won't eat

What?

What did I hear?

me that he doesn’t eat other people’s

congee. I think it’s not bad, except a little burnt

and gives Frances Louis

and picks up a spoon

really doesn’t

want my

alarm goes off. Everyone stands up

his phone at once

“What happened?”

meet the storm, which will be very dangerous. For safety, we will steer the cruise to a shore 100 nautical miles east. There is