Just as she was looking down, Ruolan suddenly saw that Mo Qingfeng's arm was bleeding.

A deep wound was pouring blood.

Ruolan was immediately shocked.

"Boss, you're injured!"

Ruolan hurriedly took out the gauze and wound medicine she had brought with her and came to Mo Qingfeng.

"Boss, Ruolan bandages your wounds!"

As he spoke, Ruoshui had already cleaned Mo Qingfeng's wound and foamed at the wound medicine.

Then the gauze was used to bandage the wound for Mo Qingfeng.

Ruolan's movements in dealing with wounds are quick and she seems to have a lot of experience.

"Okay, I'll go for a walk. You don't have to follow! ”

Mo Qingfeng pulled down his sleeves and covered his wounds.

Then he took a step forward.

Ruolan stood in place, watching Mo Qingfeng leave.

Mo Qingfeng didn't let her follow, she couldn't follow, and she didn't dare to follow, although she wanted to follow.

Ruolan stood there for a moment, then turned and walked into the kitchen.

At the door of the kitchen lay the melon she had just dropped to the floor.

A few of them had been broken, and the melons were all flowing out.

A few more broke skins.

Ruoshui came over with a basket, squatted down, and picked up the melons on the ground.

The two broke, and the melons that came out of the pulp were no longer edible, so Ruoshui threw them into the garbage can, and then cleaned the ground with a mop.

Ruolan stood there quietly, watching Ruoshui clean the melons on the ground.

"I heard everything I just said." Ruolan said.

"I know." Ruoshui replied.

"The boss is so good, why don't you promise him?" Ruolan asked.

Ruoshui replied: "I only like Qi Zhuang." ”

"I really envy you, the most powerful men in the world are devoted to you. And I kept giving and getting no response. Ruolan said.

Ruoshui thought for a moment, then replied, "Wishful thinking is the most painful. Why don't you let it go? Let go of him, it will be good for you, and maybe you will start a new life. If you go all the way to the dark, it may be painful in the future. ”

Ruolan said: "I also want to let go, but there are so many hearts in the world that can't help themselves!" ”

Ruoshui turned around and put oil in the iron pot.

"Since you have chosen this, then be prepared to bear the consequences!"

Ruolan didn't speak again, she stood there silently and watched Ruoshui cook for a while.

Then he turned and left the kitchen, not knowing where he went.

Half a day passed, and Wakasui prepared a large table of delicious food.

Just like the last time Zhao Tingfeng came over, Mo Qingfeng was invited to the upper seat.

Ruolan took the initiative to sit beside Mo Qingfeng.

As the male host, Uncle Song sat on the other side of Mo Qingfeng.

"Boss, try this sweet and sour fish, I remember you like to eat fish."

While speaking, Ruolan sandwiched a chopstick dish for Mo Qingfeng.

She sandwiched the best part of the sweet and sour fish to Mo Qingfeng.

Mo Qingfeng didn't eat the sweet and sour fish that Ruolan gave him, but put a piece of pork ribs in his bowl and started eating.

Ruolan's face darkened for a moment, and after a moment, she smiled again.

Seeing Mo Qingfeng start to eat, everyone also moved their chopsticks to eat.

After Mo Qingfeng took a bite of the ribs, he couldn't help but nod his head in praise.

"It tasted good and I loved it. This taste is unique in the whole of Nan'an. ”

Ruoshui's cooking skills were praised by Mo Qingfeng, and Third Uncle Song, Qian and others showed flowering smiles on their faces.

"It's really an honor for our family to be able to satisfy the Qingfeng Prince!"

"Qingfeng Gongzi, you eat more! If you think it's delicious! ”