Hot water splashed on the hem of her skirt, and green tea leaves were everywhere.

Although Ji Wanrong was dressed thickly, she was also frightened and exclaimed, "Ah......"

Yin Zhen was about to walk to the door, and heard the sound inside the room, and the crispness of the cup falling on the ground.

He was in a hurry, and hurriedly turned back, and saw that Ji Wanrong's skirt was still dripping, his little face was flushed, and his face was a little helpless, and Zi Su was cleaning it up.

Cardamom hurriedly went to get a broom and prepared to sweep up the debris on the ground.

"What's going on?" Yin Zhen strode forward and asked with concern.

"It's the slave who is not good, the slave and the slave have slipped." Zi Su hurriedly said in horror, and went to clean up the residue on Ji Wanrong's body.

It may have been deliberate just now, but it was definitely bad luck at this time.

Her hand stretched out along the kang table, and as soon as she twisted all the tea leaves, she withdrew her hand.

"Bang dang" The teacup in Ji Wanrong's hand tilted again.

It was a trivial matter to pour the teacup, but now I came across a tea stove with a charcoal fire.

Zi Su hurriedly cleaned up, but the tea stove began to pour in the direction of Ji Wanrong.

This flickering charcoal fire, seeing it rolling out of the furnace, was about to fall into Ji Wanrong's hand.

Yin Zhen's eyes were quick, and he slapped the tea stove open.

It's fast, but inside the tea stove is a hot charcoal fire after all.

More than half of the sparks splashed out, and one or two charcoal fires also flew out, all of which were sprinkled on the back of Yinzhen's hand.

Ji Wanrong hadn't calmed down yet, and Yinzhen was also burned at this time.

She subconsciously looked at Yinzhen's expression, frowning, thinking that it was not ordinary pain.

Ji Wanrong is afraid of the cold, and she directly puts the tea stove on the kang table when she drinks tea every day.

It's so red that the charcoal fire burns, how can you get it if you burn it?

Su Peisheng stood aside, he was already stupid, picked up the tea stove on the table and poured it on the tea stove on the ground.

There was a sound of sizzling, smoke from the tea stove, and the open flames were extinguished.

But on the back of Yinzhen's hand, a very large and bright blister immediately appeared, and his left hand was a large red patch.

He didn't care at all, looked at Ji Wanrong nervously and asked, "Where is it hot?" ”

Ji Wanrong saw with her own eyes how Yinzhen's hand pushed open the tea stove and how the charcoal fire fell.

Her eyes were suddenly filled with water, and she hurriedly jumped down from the kang, took Yinzhen's right hand, and ran towards the inner room.

There is a basin of water in the inner room, and when you don't wash your face, you put a basin of water in it.

She pressed Yinzhen's hand into the cold water and soaked it, then choked up and said, "I'm not hot, isn't the fourth master gone?" ”

Yinzhen stood there a little distracted, he was such a big person, and he ran away after being pulled by Rong'er?

When did she have such strength?

Unable to hear Yinzhen speak, Ji Wanrong sniffed and eased her emotions, "This hand has blisters, it must be painful to die." ”

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt, you don't have to burn." This little injury is nothing in Yinzhen's eyes.

Su Peisheng hurriedly asked Sixi to invite Jia Min, he was thinking about following up, but he was indeed stopped by Zisu.

"Father-in-law Su, let the master and Fujin talk." Zi Su took Su Peisheng's arm and said.

Su Peisheng turned his head and looked at Zisu, and he was also very angry, "You are too bold, and persuasion is not a method like yours, if something happens to the master, will you bear it?" ”

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