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.

Whitney flatters him, but I don’t want to. If I choose to eat for his sake, my stomach would

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

at his congee in the pot, probably

something that is unpalatable for me,

my bread, I break

if

me and says coldly, “I won't

What?

What did I hear?

me that he doesn’t eat other people’s leftover? Does he

think it’s not bad, except a little

says and gives Frances Louis

Louis frowns and picks up a

doesn’t want to

it! He doesn’t want my

the cruise’s alarm goes off. Everyone

up his phone at once and makes a

“What happened?”

the sea in an hour. There is no time to turn back to the dock now. If you continue sailing, you will definitely meet the storm, which will be very dangerous. For safety, we will steer the cruise to a shore 100 nautical miles east. There is an island. You can only stay on the island temporarily and wait for the storm