"Xia Changyue, what are you uncomfortable with, make it clear first and then cry!" Yan Chengchi looked at the woman who suddenly threw herself into his arms and cried, and his eyebrows were twisted into a line.

Reach out and pull her out of her bosom, so that she will stand obediently in front of him.

First looked down and checked the finger she had cut, and looked at the unstoppable bloodstains, and her face became even more ugly.

He led her out of the kitchen, took out the medicine kit from the room, and bandaged the finger.

"Yan Chengchi, I hurt a finger, you wrapped a hand......" Xia Changyue sobbed, and when he saw the hand he wrapped into a bun, he couldn't cry or laugh.

"You know you're hurting a finger? Crying like this, people who don't know think you've had a hand cut off. Yan Chengchi's thin lips opened slightly, and he snorted coldly.

Can "......" still have a pleasant chat?

She's all hurt, and he's so venomous.

Xia Changyue withdrew his hand, quickly untied the gauze, took a band-aid from the medicine box, wrapped the cut finger, and got up from the sofa.

"Where else do you want to go?" Yan Chengchi's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and he pressed her back to the sofa without thinking about it.

Her hands are cut, and she won't stop him a bit!

Did you really cut your hands before you knew you were afraid?

"When I went to cook, my dishes weren't ready." Xia Changyue stubbornly got up from the sofa, turned around and walked to the kitchen.

As soon as he took a few steps, he was picked up by Yan Chengchi from behind and thrown back on the sofa.

"Sit down for me, I'll make you whatever you want to eat." Yan Chengchi reached out and took off his blazer and unbuttoned the collar and cuffs of his shirt.

Roll up your sleeves and head out into the kitchen.

Xia Changyue followed behind him, protesting a little anxiously.

"Yan Chengchi, I want to do it for you myself! I'm fine, it's just a finger, and it's not the first time I've cut ......" Xia Changyue was halfway through his words, realized something, and stopped suddenly.

She collected it quickly, but Yan Chengchi had already heard it.

The majestic body, with a pause, turned around, staring at her palm-sized face, her eyes darkened.

Reaching out and clasping the back of her head, "It's me who didn't take care of you, and I won't in the future." ”

"No, it's none of your business, I'm just ......" Xia Changyue leaned on his arms, a little anxious to explain, but in the end, he was still locked out of the kitchen door by Yan Chengchi, watching him snatch his position as the chef.

Xia Changyue's fingers were injured, and he was full of food and drink, so he didn't even have to wash the bowl now.

Looking at the man standing in the kitchen washing dishes, she put her frustrated hands on her cheeks, looked at his noble back, and sighed.

If he looks like this, if others see him, he will be so frightened that his eyes will fall out.

Who would have thought that Chi Shao, who is omnipotent in the mall, is still such a considerate man in private......

As if sensing her adoring gaze, the man who was washing the dishes suddenly looked up in this direction.

caught her eyes full of admiration, the corners of her mouth hooked up a wicked smile with satisfaction, and she washed the dishes even harder......

"Xia Changyue, if you love me, say it, don't hold back, I allow you to confess to me a hundred times a day." Yan Chengchi came out of the kitchen, took the tissue in her hand, wiped her hands, turned around and pressed her against the door frame, staring down at her clean eyes.

He lowered his head and gagged her lips.