Shen Qinghuan hugged his pocket and looked around, as if there was nothing he could help with, so he stood quietly and looked at Lu Ziheng.

Lu Ziheng couldn't stand Shen Qinghuan's gaze, and when he cut the chili pepper, he was absent-minded, and waited until the knife cut to his index finger before he let out a muffled sound.

Shen Qinghuan hurriedly put down his pocket, grabbed his hand, and said with concern: "Your fingers are bleeding!" ”

Emm……

Originally, for Lu Ziheng, this small wound and bleeding were not a big deal.

After Ye Lanzhi and Lu Zhenting divorced, coupled with the instability of his job, Lu Ziheng learned to cook at a very young age.

At that time, no one taught Lu Ziheng how to cook, so Lu Ziheng's fingers were often injured every time, mostly from oil splashes or knife cuts.

Shen Qinghuan looked at the blood beads on Lu Ziheng's fingers, and hurriedly put down her pocket, saying that caring is chaotic, she accurately found iodine wine and cotton swabs from Lu Ziheng's house, completely ignoring why the other party was suspicious because of her behavior.

"You rinse with water first." Shen Qinghuan turned on the faucet and motioned for Lu Ziheng to put his hand between the sinks, and the water washed away the blood beads, leaving only the traces that were cut by the knife.

After the water was all dry, Shen Qinghuan held a cotton swab dipped in iodophor and carefully applied it to Lu Ziheng's wound, and she heard a small hissing sound above her head.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's fine."

"Later, I'll finish bandaging you, and it won't hurt if you exhale~" After Shen Qinghuan finished detoxifying Lu Ziheng, he took out a band-aid from his pocket and gently bandaged Lu Ziheng's wound.

The girl stood on tiptoe, she held Lu Ziheng's hand that had been plastered with a band-aid, and gently let out gas.

Itchy.

It was the first time Lu Ziheng was treated so gently by Shen Qinghuan, he remembered that he was naïve and ridiculous in his previous life, and thought that he could move her with selfless dedication.

Heh, the result.

Lu Ziheng's heart was blocked again, and his mind could barely control his words, "Are you so good to every boy?" ”

"How can you think of me like that!" Shen Qinghuan instantly threw away Lu Ziheng's hand, her eyes seemed to be easy to redden, she knew that she owed Lu Ziheng too much in her previous life, but how could he think of himself as a casual person?

In this world, except for Shen Haotian, she is only special to Lu Ziheng as a boy!

Lu Ziheng didn't notice Shen Qinghuan's change in himself, he was so stupid, how could he be so unable to speak in front of the girl he liked!

In order to regain Shen Qinghuan's attention to himself, Lu Ziheng plans to show off his cooking skills that he has been proud of since he was a child.

Maybe it's too much of a rush.

He didn't grasp the kitchen knife steadily, snapped, and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Shen Qinghuan is still some distance away from him, but Lu Ziheng really feels that he has gone to the Waterloo of life.

"You're hurt, I'll do it!" Shen Qinghuan turned her face again, she squatted down and picked up the kitchen knife that fell on the ground, if it wasn't for the little girl going to the sink to rinse, the weak-hearted Lu Ziheng would have thought that she would chop herself T-T

He's here for a talent show!

How can you let Shen Qinghuan really cook!

Lu Ziheng stubbornly tugged at the apron on the wall, insisting that Shen Qinghuan didn't want to cook.

"Don't underestimate me, I really know how to cook!"

Of course, Lu Ziheng knew that the little fairy could cook, and that level and skill perfectly inherited his future mother-in-law, Ms. Yan.