In all fairness, the skills that Huo Yunxiang has practiced in just one week are good.

Although there is still a gap compared with a master like a housekeeper, it can already be full of color and flavor.

Nan Qiao nibbled on sweet and sour chops while peeking at Huo Yunxiang's band-aided hand.

"Your hand ......"

"I practiced knife work last night, and I accidentally scratched it." Huo Yunxiang said calmly.

“……”

When Nan Qiao heard this, his heart was even more uncomfortable.

She said that she wanted to eat the food he cooked, purely to find trouble.

She didn't think that he, the noble Huo Sanye, would really condescend to cook for her.

Moreover, she hasn't seen any movement from him in the past few days, so she doesn't pay attention to it at all.

Huo Yunxiang looked at her suddenly and worriedly, and frowned and asked.

"If it's not tasty, you don't have to push yourself too hard."

"No, it's delicious, it's very tasty......"

As soon as Nan Qiao finished speaking, he was stunned for a few seconds.

Ah, what the hell is she talking about?

said that she was going to be ruthless and unreasonable, she was damn soft-hearted.

When Huo Yunxiang heard her say this, the smile between his eyebrows became even brighter.

"Eat more."

After saying that, he put vegetables on her plate again.

“……”

Nan Qiao sighed secretly and silently turned his grief and anger into appetite.

Huo Yunxiang is such a smart person, it is impossible not to see that she has been deliberately looking for trouble recently.

However, he is still like a nobody, and she is making trouble.

However, she really didn't deserve his care.

Can't he let her go, and let himself go?

At the end of dinner, Nan Qiao glanced at the several plates that had been swept away, and couldn't help but burp.

Huo Yunxiang smiled, "I didn't expect you to give face like this." ”

"......" Nan Qiao was even more unclear.

She was really just thinking about things, so she accidentally ate too much.

It's not what he thinks, it's not because he cooks it himself.

"When I'm tidying up, let's go downstairs for a walk."

Huo Yunxiang said, getting up and preparing to clean up the table.

"You've got a hand injury, so I'll do it."

Nan Qiao cleaned up the dining table, took the dishes and bowls to the kitchen, and cleaned them.

When the dishes were washed and the kitchen was cleaned up, her hiccups followed.

When I returned to the living room, I saw Huo Yunxiang rummaging through the medical ointment for scald cream and band-aids, and hurriedly ran over to help find them.

Huo Yunxiang looked at him and directly stretched out his hand.

"Can I do me a favor?"

“……”

Nan Qiao was stunned for two seconds and did not refuse.

Carefully removed the band-aid from her finger and replaced it with a new one.

She had injured two fingers on her left hand, and she had a new Band-Aid.

Then he squeezed the burn cream again and carefully applied it to the burned area on the back of his hand.

Gently blow while applying.

Huo Yunxiang lowered his eyebrows and looked at the girl who was seriously helping him apply the medicine, and his deep eyes were filled with bitter tenderness.

The girl's slightly cool breath gently brushed the wound on the back of her hand, some of which were cool and oxygenous.

In an instant, it tickled his heart.

"Jojo."

"Huh?" Nan Qiao looked up when he heard this.

The man's warm thin lips fell down the trend, and the gentle and strong kiss made the crisp breath that belonged to Huo Yunxiang occupy her breath.

Nan Qiao blinked in a daze, the man's gentle kiss seemed to have a sinking magic, making her completely forget to resist.

In the middle of the night, the tip of Huo Yunxiang's nose was against the tip of her nose, and her voice was low and gentle.

"Jojo, do you want to go home, or ...... Stay here? ”