Quickly Transmigrate: A Tsundere God Always Asks For A Hug

Chapter 190 Deep Sea Pearl (14)

Nansing could not help wondering if Ethel had any particular reason for talking about his parents.

It doesn't feel like pure storytelling.

Nan Xin: "Cough... Ethel, shall we go out for a stroll?"

Ethel nodded, "Okay."

The two stood up, and he naturally held Nan Xin's wrist.

Nan Xin looked up, feeling a little puzzled.

"Ok?"

Ethel glanced down, and said in a gentle voice, "Sorry, I'm used to it."

Having said that, but still holding hands.

Nan Xin: "...??"

How did you get used to it? ? ?

Didn't you just take it twice? ? ?

Catching Nan Xin's surprised gaze, Ethel unconsciously flashed a faint smile after he succeeded.

Soon, people can't catch it.

Nan Xin twitched the corners of her lips, no longer cared about it, and let him lead it naturally.

They didn't go anywhere else, they just wandered around in the palace where no one disturbed them.

Everywhere in the palace is an excellent scenery, and every plant and tree is taken care of by a special person, so it is naturally beautiful.

Ethel walked around with Nansing for a while, and some of his men came to find him something.

Nan Xin expressed her understanding, "Okay, I've almost finished shopping, and it's time to go back."

Ethel nodded: "I'll find you tomorrow."

Nan Xin: "OK."

After returning to her room, Nan Xin lay on the bed, thinking about the progress of the task seriously.

Judging from the current situation, the relationship between her and Ethel tends to be beneficial.

Based on a woman's sixth sense, Nan Xin could even confidently believe that although the time was short, Ethel definitely had a crush on her.

Blood pearls...

Then it must make Ethel cry...

However, how to make him cry is a problem...

Some mermaids never shed a tear until they died.

As the son of the gods, Ethel will also become the god of the sea in the future, with an extremely long life span.

But her deadline is only three years, and three years is also very short, and she hopes to complete this task as soon as possible.

"System, do you have any good ideas?" Nan Xin asked.

System: "No, the host needs to work hard."

Nan Xin: "...I know you will say that, so I just ask casually."

system:"……"

Nan Xin: "Let such a beautiful mermaid cry, I imagined it, and I felt that I was too much."

System: "...It's actually okay."

Nan Xin: "You think it's okay because you don't have a heart."

system:"……"

I bother! ! !

Nan Xin: "I want to make it clear that no matter what method is used, it is enough to make Ethel cry, right?"

The system became vigilant: "Yes, host, what do you want to do?"

Nan Xin smiled and replied in a good mood: "You will know tomorrow."

system:"……"

Silently light a lucky candle for Ethel.

……

The next day.

When Nan Xin returned to the room after finishing the day's class, Ethel was already sitting on the chair waiting as expected.

Ethel's eyes lit up obviously, and his tone was soft: "You're back, are you tired today?"

Nan Xin felt that this scene was very similar to a wife welcoming her husband who came back from a long trip...

It's just that her and Ethel's roles have been swapped.

Nan Xin: "It's okay."

Before Ethel could speak, Nan Xin spoke first: "Ethel, shall we make food together today?"

Naturally, Ethel would not refuse, "Okay."

Then, he saw Nan Xin taking out the food to be made today from the basket not far away.

Onions, peppers, garlic...

At this moment, the system in my mind wanted to jump out and clap two hands after seeing it.

It's also thanks to this woman who can think of such a way to hurt.

I don't know where she got these foods, it's awesome.

Ethel's eyelids twitched, and he asked calmly, "Do you... like eating these foods?"

Nanxin: "I'm okay, but I want to try."

Ethel pursed her lips and glanced at the few ingredients, but didn't know what to say for a while.

He doesn't hate it, but he doesn't like it either.

Nan Xin called out tentatively, "Ethel?"

Ethel sighed silently, "Well, good."

After the words fell, the two moved to Ethel's private kitchen in an instant.

The corners of Nan Xin's mouth curled up slightly, and he put an onion on the cutting board in front of him, and said eagerly, "Then can you chop the onion first? I'll wash the other ingredients."

With a pair of watery eyes, Ethel couldn't refuse at all, and nodded bravely, "Okay."

Nanxin stood aside, washing the peppers in his hand, but actually kept his eyes on Ethel's side.

He picked it up to look at it, then put it down again, picked up the knife at the side, and cut it without hesitation. The onion was split into two in an instant.

Along with the movement, a pungent smell also came out.

Nan Xin became nervous, cut more, cut more...

However, after Ethel cut the whole onion into evenly sized pieces, his eyes were only a little red, and the rest didn't change much, let alone tears.

Nan Xin: "...??"

What the hell? ? ?
Not scientific! ! !

She was about to cry, why didn't Ethel respond at all?

Ethel put down the knife, turned to look at Nan Xin and said, "The cutting is over."

Nan Xin: "..."

Looking at the plate of onions, she couldn't help losing her voice, and then she looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, holding back the tears that had been smoked out.

Ethel: "What's wrong with you?"

Nan Xin wiped her eyes and was about to speak, but she forgot that she had cut the hot pepper just now, and her hands were still stained with water. This action directly turned into pepper water. A stimulus doubles.

Fuck! ! !
"It's so spicy! The eyes are so spicy!"

Ethel stepped forward immediately to check her eyes, then raised her hand to perform the spell.

The corners of the eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of cool ice, which instantly extinguished the hot feeling at the end of the eyes.

"Thank you, Ethel, don't you think onions are hot?"

After thinking about it, Nan Xin asked tentatively.

Ethel shook her head: "I don't think so, I don't have any awareness of these."

Nan Xin was stunned: "Why?"

Ethel replied honestly: "The gods are immune."

Nan Xin: "..."

fuck?
Then she was not in vain.

"System, system, why don't you tell me the function of the gods?! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

System: "You didn't tell me you were going to make this thing."

Nan Xin wanted to cry without tears.

Oh, no, she had tears.

Nan Xin: "..."

Even more sad.

(End of this chapter)