The chief lady holds the prepared egg noodles and places them on the dining table. Behind him, a little woman followed behind, couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, picked two and put them in her mouth.

"Good...... Not...... Eat it, get juice...... Hot ......"

She spat out a few words inarticulately, smiled at the man, and the light in her eyebrows and eyes fell down, and she was as happy as a child.

The chief adult's deep eyes, like a bright starry sky, rippled with a little broken light, and a trace of obvious arc rose on the side of his mouth: "Eat slowly, be careful of scalding." ”

Yin Wenwen nodded like pounding garlic, stretched out his paw to pick up the noodle bowl, and hissed.

Yaya's! The bowl is so hot!!

I don't know, when he brought it over just now, did it get hot?

Yin Wenwen put his index finger in his mouth and sipped it slowly, his eyes were empty and he thought about it, not noticing that the man's tall figure had been caged.

"I'll see."

His melodious voice, gently playing, like a feather brushing by, teased people's hearts slightly.

"No need to ......"

Yin Wenwen's ears were red, and she stepped back with a twist, and before she could say anything if she refused, her bony fingers, clamping her soft wrists, were handed to her without saying anything.

The delicate fingertips are red, and I am afraid that there are blisters.

The chief raised his eyebrows, his eyes twitched, and he blew carefully on his reddened index finger.

The warm air flow brushed through the burning fingertips, and the wind was cool, slightly relieving the pain of the burn, however, as if with a strong electric current, the numbness and itchiness swam from the surface of the fingers and penetrated deeper into the skin.

The temperature of the ear, for a moment, is hotter than the index finger.

Yin Wenwen's heart trembled, and he withdrew his fingers with a gesture. Unexpectedly, the fingers were held more tightly.

The chief lord glanced at her, and the words of reproach overflowed from his lips, but his eyes were mixed with distress: "Don't move." ”

"Hmm......"

Nodding unconsciously, the man pulled his fingers, his breath fell, the itchy touch made her legs weak, and she couldn't help but mutter: "Hmm...... Itchy ......"

The delicate voice came softly, with an unbearable murmur, and the chief couldn't help but lift his eyes and stare at it.

The little woman had just finished taking a shower, and the tips of her hair were wet on her shoulders, dripping with water and sliding down her rounded shoulders. The clear eyes, filled with a layer of water vapor, flickered at him.

She was wearing an apricot-colored nightdress, wrapped around her slender body, but she outlined her delicate curves.

Suddenly, he had an urge to rub her into his body!

The Chief Lord's throat slid with difficulty, and his cold eyes were so hot that they were about to burst into flames. His eyes closed slightly, suppressed the heavy color of his eyes, took a deep breath, and turned around.

He took out the medicine box at home, dipped the scald medicine, applied it to her index finger with great care, and then bandaged it carefully.

A few minutes later, Yin Wenwen held up his fingers, which were swollen like zongzi, and blinked strangely.

I thought there was nothing he wouldn't have, and it seemed that it wasn't entirely true!

She smiled and opened her little face, as if she had seen through her thoughts, and the chief adult coughed dryly twice, and unnaturally said, "If you don't eat it, I'll take it if you don't eat it." ”

"Eat!"

Yin Wenwen held back the smile on his face with great knowledge, sat down, and just picked up the chopsticks but made a difficulty.

If your fingers are bandaged like this, how can you eat noodles!

She raised her eyes to the chief and cast a pleading gaze, and muttered, "I, I can't use chopsticks anymore......"