My Back Table is Actually Gabriel

"Your face is too hot. If you continue, you might faint from heatstroke. Drink a glass of iced plum juice to cool down."

The red-haired lady with glasses took out a metal thermos from nowhere, and gave Hua Ye a thumbs up: "This is Machiko who got up early in the morning and cooked it. She can cook and clean the room, and it's easy to feed. How about it, do you want to take it home and raise it?"

A black line fell from the top of Hua Ye's head.

Even if it's a kitten or a puppy, it's impossible to just adopt it!

"Cousin, what are you talking about!"

Machiko almost cried in embarrassment, this kind of words are too straightforward, what if she is rejected?

"Tch, as anxious as those idiots in the coffee shop."

The glasses girl curled her lips, and first poured a glass of plum juice for Machiko.

"Thank you, cousin." Machiko reached out to take it, and took a sip. In this sweltering convention center, drinking a glass of iced sour plum juice is more comfortable than eating any cold drink.

The girl with glasses smiled and poured a glass of sour plum juice for Hua Ye.

"Thank you." Hua Ye nodded.

When Hua Ye reached out to take it, the red-haired glasses girl held the thermos in front of her face, with a dark smile on her face, narrowed her eyes, and said to herself, "Well, because it's the sour plum juice made by my cousin, so I gave it an apt nickname..."

"..."

A very bad premonition welled up in my heart.

Although Hua Ye didn't know what her nickname was, but when he saw that black-bellied smile that was exactly the same as Rafael's, he knew it was definitely not something serious.

"This is Machiko-chan's..." The glasses girl looked over with a smile, and said word by word, "Sister, juice, oh."

Chapter 499

"This is Machiko-chan's..."

The red-haired lady with glasses looked at Hua Ye with a smile, and a white light flashed on the lens.

She leaned forward slightly, lowered her voice, and said in a voice just enough for Huaye and Machiko to hear: "Sister, juice, oh."

"puff--"

Machiko was drinking sour plum juice, and immediately spit it out when she heard the words.

A big drop of cold sweat fell on Hua Ye's head, and he almost burst the cup in his hand.

your sister!

Sister, what the hell is juice?These two words are prohibited words on the official website, they are uncivilized things that need to be harmonized! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻!

The red-haired girl blinked her eyes, and said with a smile: "My sister made sour plum juice, so it's called sister juice for short. Is there something wrong?"

Not only is it wrong, it is simply terrible!

It sounds so reminiscent of some kind of really bad liquid, I can't wait to run to the bathroom to rinse my mouth immediately!

The glasses girl tilted her head and looked: "Then change it to sister soup?"

Hua Ye couldn't help but start complaining: "Are you going to take my cousin to make soup!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Machiko's pretty face flushed, and while wiping her mouth, she stammered and shouted: "Cousin! You, you, you, what are you talking about!"

That statement is also bad!

Hua Ye must not be able to drink that kind of thing!

and many more……

Machiko suddenly remembered a documentary she had watched before, which introduced the method of getting water to survive in the desert.

The most common method is the condensation method, which is to dig a hole in the desert, then put a few stones in the hole, and then put a few palm leaves at the hole, and then wait overnight, because the temperature difference between day and night, Moisture in the air will condense at night, and when you wake up the next day, a few drops of water can form on the stone. Although it seems small, it can save lives.

The second method is to catch some lizards or snakes in the desert and drink their blood to quench their thirst.

The last method is to drink your own or someone else's, although it is disgusting, but compared with life, nausea is not so important...

Thinking of this, Machiko's eyes fell into a slightly dazed state, and he entered the theater of brain holes.

……

In the desolate desert where the yellow sand is flying.

A round of setting sun, like blood, slowly fell below the horizon.

There is only endless sand all around, no poplar trees, no oases, no cacti in the leaves, and only a canopy of dry squirrel grass around, rustling in the wind.

Between heaven and earth, there are no caravans leading camels, nor desert bandits wearing black veils and holding scimitars, only myself and my classmate Hua Ye.

Hua Ye untied the water bottle on his waist, unscrewed the cap, and poured it down, but it was empty, not a drop of water left.

"There is no water."

Biting his lip, he remained silent, not knowing what to say.

"Take it." Hua Ye said in a low voice, and handed over the kettle, "Take the water."

"Hey? Hua Ye, what do you want me to do?"