Jun Beibei couldn't understand why a frozen and hard sausage bread was worth exchanging for three boxes of steaming hot dishes.
But she didn't ask; she just extended her skirt a little to the side and brought the sausage bread, which had already been bitten once, in front of Wen Nan.
Wen Nan extended the thickest and longest spine from his body, attached it to the sausage bread, and exerted force to break it. More than half of the sausage bread ended up in his "hand."
Calling it more than half was conservative; his breaking technique showed that he had practiced, and when he finished, Jun Beibei was left with only a pitiful little pointed piece.
The entire sausage in the middle of the bread was completely taken by the person opposite him.
That was the most essential part of the whole bread, and she didn't even get a taste.
Jun Beibei extended her skirt towards Wen Nan a bit more, stared at the bread held in his "hand," contemplated for a moment the possibility of retrieving the bread.
Forget it.
After all, it was exchanged with three large boxes of steaming hot dishes.
And besides, he seemed to start eating directly from the end she had just bitten...
Upon thinking of this, Jun Beibei felt relieved, picked up disposable chopsticks from beside the lunchbox, broke them apart, and clamped a piece of braised pork into her mouth.
Fragrant but not greasy, the meat was tender and bouncy, and both the texture and taste were excellent.
Jun Beibei's skirt couldn't help but sway like seaweed in water, forming wave after wave.
It turns out the food in the cafeteria is so delicious.
Every time she passed by, she always heard students coming out of it complaining with resentment that the food had become even worse, lacking oil, tasting bland, cooked inadequately, making them feel nauseated, and the like.
Jun Beibei truly believed that her sausage bread outperformed the cafeteria food.
In reality, she had been mistaken all along.
Her skirt suddenly grabbed the other two spare pairs of chopsticks beside her, quickly swayed again, leaving a trail of shadows, and swept the three lunchboxes clean.
The way it looked was like she had never had a proper meal in her life.
Wen Nan watched helplessly from the side, shook his head, stuffed the sausage bread into his mouth, then took out a cup of hot red bean porridge from his pocket, inserted a thick straw, and handed it over to the other side, "Drink some porridge, don't choke."
Jun Beibei's three pairs of chopsticks kept moving, while additionally extending two skirt straps to hug the cup of red bean porridge, she gripped the straw with soft flesh, and sucked it hard.
"Hey, be careful, it's hot!" Wen Nan hurriedly reminded upon seeing this.
However, it was too late, the steaming hot red bean porridge flooded into her "mouth."
"Pfft!"
Jun Beibei shuddered from the scalding, spitting out the porridge.
Wen Nan chuckled, sighed, "Are you a starving spirit reincarnated, can't even feel the heat?"
While speaking, he took out tissues from his pocket and offered them to Jun Beibei, "Wipe it off?"
Jun Beibei remained stunned in her shell, showing no intention of accepting the tissues from him.
Wen Nan simply held the tissue to help her wipe the soft flesh smeared with porridge.
Just as he touched it, the opponent suddenly extended a skirt strap to grip Wen Nan's spine tightly, staring directly at him.
Wen Nan paused, thinking he might have used too much force, his gaze fell on the swollen white skin of the other, he asked, "Is it burnt, do you need to go to the school clinic for some medicine?"
Jun Beibei shook her head, raised her skirt, and directly slapped Wen Nan's hand away.
Clearly, she wasn't concerned about the burn but was contemplating something else entirely.
"The temperature has risen again."
Jun Beibei put down the steaming hot red bean porridge.
This porridge, taken from the heat preservation box, used to freeze into red bean ice outdoors within ten minutes. Even if the temperature now rose above zero, it shouldn't stay hot for so long.
Thinking of this, Jun Beibei pulled herself from the sand and quickly ran to the corner, dug out a sand pit.
Wen Nan followed and saw a thermometer buried there.
"The temperature has already exceeded 11 degrees."
From when Jun Beibei mentioned in the classroom earlier that the temperature spiked above zero until now, only a few hours have passed, and the temperature has increased by 10 degrees.
This speed is world-catastrophe-level.
With this thought, Jun Beibei lifted her head, looking towards the sky.
It's actually hard to call it a sky here because one can't see stars, the moon, not even the pitch-black night; all there is, is an entire cold, icy gray-white ceiling.
Jun Beibei stared at the suffocating ceiling for a long time, then suddenly withdrew her gaze, looked at the sea cucumber next to her, and asked:
"Ye Shenshen, do you want to go see the outside world?"
The opponent's voice wasn't loud but asked with a resounding tone, each word heavily pounding at Wen Nan's chest.
Wen Nan's breathing stalled, staring into Jun Beibei's intensely earnest eyes, suddenly a thousand questions overwhelmed his mind.
However, before he had a chance to ask a single word, his spine was tightly gripped by the soft flesh reaching out from the opposite side.
"Let's go! I'll take you to see!" the white shell declared, suddenly jumping up from the sand and quickly rushed towards the outside of the playground.
A sea cucumber was dragged forward by the other, asking along the way, "Where to?"
"To my secret base," Jun Beibei replied without slowing her pace.
Ring-ring-ring—
Just as she finished speaking, an ear-piercing bell rang from the teaching building.
That's the preparatory bell for evening self-study.
Jun Beibei's skirt that was originally in a flying rush suddenly halted, she stood still, pondered for a moment, then released the soft flesh gripping the sea cucumber's spine and hanging her head down,