Chapter Ninety-One: Sit Here and Don't Move!
Gallo thought of something else-
She had lied to him just now.
He really wanted to know where she went, who she met, and what she did!
……
In the early morning white sun, the man who had just gotten up walked into the living room with the cuffs of his white shirt on.
Seeing the figure sitting on the sofa, he casually asked, "Cooking is being made?" ”
"Nope." - Unexpected answer.
The man's eyes moved slightly, and a touch of surprise crossed his eyes, he straightened up and smiled with thin lips: "Then, do it now?" ”
An Ran thought about it, got up and walked into the kitchen......
In fact, after listening to what he said yesterday, she was a little resistant to work. Yes, if you hurt your hand, you can't do any work. Here's what he said.
It's just—she can't justifiably dismiss the man in his exact words.
What kind of relationship did they have, strangers who were forced by contract to live temporarily under the same roof, and she had no right to speak to him.
The thought of that promise made her heart flutter.
Quickly put the porridge on the pot, boiled the water for making noodles, and made a phone call in a hurry-
"Hey, grandma, how are you?"
"Well, it's being treated now, and he's recovering well."
……
The grandfather and grandson chatted, and the corners of An Ran's mouth couldn't help but float a warm smile.
"Hmm."
"Hmm."
She answered happily as she poured the noodles from the small aluminum basin into the pot—
The edge of the basin hits the burn –
The sudden pain made the injured hand shake, and there was a snort—
The splashed water droplets spilled, and the little woman who was scalded by the hot water couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and at the same time, the mobile phone fell to the ground in a parabola!
As soon as Gallo, who came to see the cooking, he saw such a situation, and he was so shocked that he immediately rushed into the house and pulled An Ran away from the stove!
"What are you doing?!"
With a low snort, he grabbed her hand and looked at it hurriedly, looking nervous.
A not small burn, but even worse - the original burn is not healed, and it is deepened by the new injury!
Ying frowned, and without saying a word, she took her hand to the faucet.
The cold water rushed to her skin, and Enron instinctively wanted to withdraw her hand—and Rangelo gripped her wrist tightly, not giving her the slightest room to flinch.
Such delicate and beautiful hands, but with such a powerful force.
"Don't move." He commanded in a deep voice, "Cold water can help reduce swelling and relieve pain when burning." ”
Hearing this, she stopped struggling......
Cold water rushed at the red and swollen wound, and after a while, An Ran really felt that his hand didn't hurt so much.
She was dragged by him to the bedroom and put on the ointment.
Slender fingers roamed over the back of her hand, smoothing out the ointment, and calling the doctor to bandage her.
As soon as the doctor left, An Ran was about to get up - she suddenly remembered that the pot was still on the gas stove!
Raise your eyes to meet the light of Gallo's eyes—
A faint glance, but there was a deterrent in the cold gaze.
"You sit here and don't move. I'll take a look. ”
Glancing at that gaze, An Ran could only sit back on the bed.
Strange, how did he know what she thought?
Just because you're smart doesn't mean you're not evil.
Almost immediately, her brow furrowed.