Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

"Brother, please give the order. I guarantee you will go wherever you point it. There will be no ambiguity."

Shen Ci called "brother" sincerely and without any affectation.

In the past, he always disliked this name because it was too immature and childish, and even sounded a bit villainous, so he rarely called it.

When Song Pingqing heard this, he couldn't help but look at him twice more.

Shen Ci felt a little uneasy and stood there awkwardly.

I remember when Shen Ci first went abroad to study with them, the first time he heard everyone except Murong Xue calling Song Pingqing "Big Brother", the shock and disgust on his face seemed to be solidified.

At that time, Shen Ci thought: Is this crazy? To have a nanny's daughter call me "big brother"? ? ?

Now the warriors have to bow down for a few pieces of silver.

Song Pingqing reached to his waist, took out a dry biscuit from the bag and handed it to Shen Ci.

Shen Ci's stomach made a "gurgling" sound at a very timely moment.

The sound was so loud that even if Song Pingqing wanted to ignore it, he couldn't, so Shen Ci's face turned red.

Shen Ci took the dry biscuit handed to him by Song Pingqing, broke off a piece and put it into his mouth. What he was thinking in his mind had become: I can suffer a loss in my mouth, but I cannot suffer a loss in my mouth.

"It smells so good." Shen Ci broke off another piece and put it in his mouth, "Brother's pancakes are delicious."

The law of true fragrance is late but arriving.

As expected of someone who has experienced hunger, his way of thinking changes quickly.

It was hard for Song Pingqing not to be amused when hearing the famous joke from his previous life in this way: "Okay, let's eat a few bites quickly, pack up our things, and then we'll go find people separately."

Shen Ci choked on the dry biscuit and quickly swallowed two gulps of water: "The things have been packed up early in the morning. If you want to dig for treasure, I will look for them one by one."

"How long will it take you to find it by yourself?" Song Pingqing took the map out of his pocket. "Xue'er must still be hungry. I have to find her before I can dig for treasure... What are you doing?"

As he spoke, Shen Ci suddenly took out a stone from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"I dug up some rough sapphire yesterday. I'm using it as a meal ticket." Shen Ci pushed the stone in front of Song Pingqing.

ah? ? ? ? ?

Song Pingqing was stunned. Looking at the fist-sized stone on the table, he choked for a moment.

No, let's not talk about the size and value of this sapphire. Why are the things you dig so easy to carry? So the thirty kilograms of gold were deliberately thrown to mess with me, right?

Thinking about it this way, Song Pingqing suddenly felt that his guess was not impossible.

After all, all the actions of everyone on this island cannot escape the keen eyes of President Murong.

If I was really blinded by money and dazzled by the thirty kilograms of gold, I would only think about treasure hunting after arriving on the island...

Hiss...Song Pingqing shuddered.

It turns out that President Murong Ba’s temptations are everywhere.

Fortunately, although Song Pingqing loves money, he is not blinded by it.

Well, to be honest, thirty kilograms of gold coins are still shocking. It's a pity that around this time last year, thanks to Murong Xue, Song Pingqing had actually seen what a pile of gold coins made of gold looked like, and even rolled around in them.

It's hard for people to be shocked a second time by something that shocked them once.

Boss, I told you not to pay attention to the details and your daughter ruined your plans, do you know that?

"You must have wasted a lot of time cooking for us." Shen Ci was a little anxious when he saw that Song Pingqing had not accepted the rough stone for a long time. "And you also wasted your treasure hunting time to come to us. It's only right that we pay for your meal."

This guy has always been unwilling to owe others anything. Without waiting for Song Pingqing to ask for payment, he took out the things first.

Song Pingqing glanced at Shen Ci and said calmly, "You think too much. I just haven't figured out how to collect the meal tickets yet."

Murong Xue is fine, this is someone she should naturally take care of.

Since other people want to eat for free, please have some awareness of being a freeloader. How can they not pay for the meal ticket?

Not everyone can eat the food cooked by Song Pingqing.

Shen Ci was chewing on a dry biscuit while thinking, and soon came up with a reasonable method: "There are six people and forty-nine treasure hunting spots on the island. Starting from the day of the free meal, each person will hand in a treasure of one spot within three days. What do you think?"

Song Pingqing's eyes lit up slightly. Shen Ci's suggestion really sounded exciting to her.

Xie Jianguo and Murong Xue, one does not need a meal ticket, and the other does not need to pay for a meal ticket.

Apart from the two of them, according to Shen Ci's suggestion, if Song Pingqing can gather several devils except Xie Jianguo today, then in the following days, her island treasure hunting trip will become a physical version of the Traveling Frog game.

Song Pingqing arranges three meals a day for these people. Every frog will hand over a treasure chest every three days. By the end of the island activity, she will have harvested nine treasure chests.

That’s one more than the average of eight boxes per person.

Sounds pretty good.

"Okay." Song Pingqing agreed, and put the rough gemstone into his pocket. "Let's do as you say."

Where else can you find such a good thing that treasure chests will be delivered to your doorstep when you cook at the camping site? !

It’s definitely not because she still remembers the coral snake that appeared last night!

When he found Shen Ci, including the three spots he had visited last night, Song Pingqing had actually been to five camping sites.

After giving Shen Ci ten minutes to finish his rations, Song Pingqing showed him the map and said, "Go to these three camping spots and see if you can run into them."

"Is it enough to just run three?" Shen Ci was surprised. "Don't be polite to me. I can't eat your cake for free."

"You're welcome." Song Pingqing pointed at the map with a chopstick. "I left a note for these three last night. I'll stop by when I go back to point six. The other three are yours."

"You ran to three points last night?" Shen Ci's pupils trembled and he was shocked.

"Yes."

Song Pingqing didn't even raise his eyelids, as if he was talking about something very ordinary: "How do you think you got the title of Big Brother? I don't know Jianguo, but none of you can cook. If I don't go to find you, do I have to wait for you to come to me hungry?"

"I don't know if I can find anyone even if I run until I pass out from hunger."

These words hit the nail on the head, and Shen Ci was even in a trance for a moment.

Yes, I dared to wait so directly at the camping site for someone who could cook to come and pick up the food because I thought that Song Pingqing, who was always reliable, would not sit idly by.

"It's still good to have a big brother." Shen Ci said subconsciously.

"Stop flattering me. You won't starve."

Song Pingqing handed the bag of dry biscuits to Shen Ci: "There are two biscuits in it. Share them with whoever you meet."

"Remember to leave a note for them." Song Pingqing reminded, "If you run around without leaving a note, it's like running for nothing. Just stick it where you can see it when you open the refrigerator."

"Okay! I promise to complete the task." Shen Ci immediately put those emotions behind him, stood up quickly, and first pasted a sticker on the refrigerator in the campground where half of the kitchen was burned. "Leave it to me, don't worry!"

With Shen Ci sharing half of the camping site, Song Pingqing's workload was suddenly reduced.

After running to two more spots and still not meeting anyone, Song Pingqing decided to go directly back to camping spot No. 6 to cook.

Just as she was about to return, Camping Site No. 6 finally welcomed the target person that Song Pingqing had been looking for for a long time.

When Murong Xue arrived at camping site No. 6, she was so hungry that she felt dizzy and dizzy.

Having skipped two meals and only drunk a box of milk, she looked like a fairy who had not yet adapted to life and had been drinking dew all day. Her face was pale, her hair was disheveled, and even her clothes were a little dirty.

Three big blisters formed on the soles of my feet.

What a miserable word.

Seeing the gray-green tent that had already been set up, Murong Xue hesitated for a moment.

She couldn't just go into the tent and rummage through the luggage to find out whose tent it was.

Fortunately, Song Pingqing did not give her the chance to get into the tent. Murong Xue originally planned to go to the kitchen to get a box of milk, but as soon as she opened the refrigerator door, she saw the note left on it.

"Hey~ You naughty kid, you're hungry and you know to come here to find food. Haven't you ever thought about coming over to ask big brother for a meal?"

The first sentence made the veins on Murong Xue's head throb, and she couldn't help but clench the note tightly in her hands.

Finally this guy is happy! ! ! !

Murong Xue would never think that Song Pingqing left this note just to ridicule others, so she patiently read on.

"If you see the note, it means Big Brother is out arresting someone."

"There are some dry biscuits wrapped in the bag on the chopping board. Take one and eat it yourself. Don't eat too much. Leave some for others."

"Except Xue'er, you can eat as much as you want. But you'd better save some for when I come back to make fresh food."

Murong Xue's anger was finally extinguished by this last sentence.

Humph, Song Pingqing is smart enough.

As Song Pingqing rushed to campsite No. 6, he complained wildly in his heart.

Alas, cartoons are all about tadpoles looking for their mothers.

When it came to her, she was like a grandma who ran 25 kilometers in half a day, running the distance of half a marathon, and caught a good boy who was waiting for a rescue in the camp.

Bah, what good boy? He is just a naughty kid who was forced to wait for the food to be cleaned out after burning half of the kitchen.

Well, since you’re hungry and don’t even bother staying in the camp and waiting for food, then just stay hungry.

Really, if she were a nanny, what would be ringing in her ears at this moment is the very familiar system prompt tone:

"It's too far, I can't reach it~"

"It's too far, I can't reach it~"

"It's too far, I can't reach it~"

What can Song Pingqing do? What else can she do?

At this time, Song Pingqing didn't know that Murong Xue was already sitting obediently in Campsite No. 6 eating dry biscuits. In his mind, he was still imagining the scene of Murong Xue, a "weak and helpless young lady" wandering and starving on such an island.

Alas, I shouldn’t put this in quotation marks, after all, this is a fact.

Song Pingqing secretly made a goal that she had to catch Murong Xue today no matter what.

There is an old saying that goes, flags are set to be broken.

When Song Pingqing returned to campsite No. 6 and saw the bright and striking pink tent, his brain almost buzzed.

She hadn't even gone to look for him for the third time, so how come this person came to her door on his own?

"Oh, does this count as looking back and finding that person at the end of the street where the lights are dim?" Zhao Lei said casually.

Song Pingqing guessed that Murong Xue was most likely in the kitchen at this moment, so he didn't bother to pay attention to Zhao Lei who was still in the mood to tease him, and rushed towards the kitchen in one step.

Sure enough, a young lady wearing a pink windbreaker and with messy hair was sitting at the kitchen table, eating with difficulty, taking bites of bread and sips of water.

Song Pingqing appeared at the kitchen door, with light coming from behind her, casting a shadow in the kitchen.

Murong Xue heard footsteps and felt that the light was blocked, so she subconsciously looked up.

The moment he saw Song Pingqing, all the grievances the child had suffered that day suddenly burst out. He stopped eating the bread and drinking the water. He threw both things on the table and rushed straight towards Song Pingqing.

Song Pingqing subconsciously reached out to catch it, and sure enough, the next second, Murong Xue burst into tears.

Look, look, look, the child is so hungry.

Her face has become thinner.

Song Pingqing gestured to the bodyguards behind him, asking them to get out of the way quickly. It was unreasonable for bodyguards to watch a young lady crying.

After letting Murongxue cry for a long time, Song Pingqing patted her back gently and said, "Let's not eat dry biscuits. I'll make you lunch first. You can cry after you're full, okay?"

"You will stop crying in a while." Murong Xue's voice was very nasal.

Song Pingqing couldn't help laughing out loud: "Okay, then cry for a while."

Murong Xue felt a little embarrassed by her smile, so she let go of her and rubbed her eyes: "It's better not to cry."

Murong Xue raised her head and noticed that everyone had been sent away: "Humph, they knew what was best for them."

Song Pingqing was happy. As expected, even if this guy was wronged and had a breakdown, he still cared about his face and didn't want others to see him cry.

"You don't mind that I'm dirty now." It was already one o'clock, and Song Pingqing had been running for most of the day, so his clothes were smelly.

It would have been fine if she hadn't mentioned this. As soon as this was mentioned, Murong Xue's face immediately turned ugly. She almost instantly smelled the unpleasant odor of sweat on both of them. She couldn't help but burp and almost vomited out the dry biscuit she had just eaten.

Song Pingqing was startled. He wanted to pat her, but was afraid that she would feel disgusted. He was in a dilemma for a moment.

"It's okay, it's okay." Murong Xue waved her hands at her, and said shyly for a long time: "Or you should take a shower before cooking."

Well, it seems that the dry biscuits are still the most important thing. Murong Xue is not so hungry that she will do anything for it.

"Okay, okay, I'll go wash first and then cook." After Song Pingqing said that, he ran to the bathroom.

"Wash quickly, I want to wash too after you finish!" After Murong Xue said this softly, she suddenly smelled her clothes and couldn't help but burp twice.

It seems that the eldest lady's cleanliness obsession is not only directed at others, but also at herself.

Song Pingqing was so angry that he laughed. It turned out that no matter how poor a young lady was, she could not change her essence as a young lady.

At this moment, Song Pingqing inexplicably acknowledged the test that the Princess and the Pea had endured.