However, after he stirred up like this, it is estimated that the junior brother will never have the face to appear in front of her in the future, and it can be regarded as making up for it.

However, this matter must not be told to Su Hang.

"If you need my brother to help you out, squeak."

"No, I made it clear to him a long time ago, he won't look for me anymore."

How dare Xin Yue let Su Hang come forward to help her settle this kind of matter.

It's a shame.

Thinking of this, she was a little savored again.

I think that when they first met, how could there be such treatment, this guy is like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard, and has a strange personality, even if he talks upside down, he scares her a lot.

How did she meet Su Hang, a guy who was more talkative than her, and it was a 180-degree change.

Does he like Su Hang's one?

Since he was a child, Su Hang has red lips and white teeth, whiter and tenderer than women, and is often mistaken for a little girl, even when he goes to elementary school, there are many little boys running after his buttocks.

When I grew up, I was always mistaken for a woman because I didn't have any masculine characteristics, so I was called Su Niangcan.

Because of this, he used to fight for him in the harsh winter.

Winter......

The hand that poured the white sugar into the pot shook, and most of the white sugar entered the milk in the pot.

How much Fu Chaoyang hated her, pulled the harsh winter out of her heart, and then blacked her out after throwing some unclear information, she didn't want to go to the unit to wait for the rabbit anymore, let alone be humiliated by him for no reason.

But the name of the harsh winter often lingered in her mind, and the guilt and anxiety lingered in her heart for a long time.

The milk in the pot was boiling and was about to overflow into the pot, but the thoughts of the person holding the spoon and stirring it had already flown out of his body, and he didn't know where to go.

Now~

Dropped the spoon and turned off the heat, and accidentally rubbed the back of her hand against the surface of the pot, so hot that her hand reflexively hit up.

With a bang, the whole pot was overturned, and all the milk was poured on the marble-paved stove, and the white milk fell to the floor one by one.

His brows instantly wrinkled into Sichuan characters.

Sure enough, when I thought of Fu Chaoyang, this thing must be no good thing.

Looking at the mess all over the place, sigh.

Gotta do it all over again.

Clean up the kitchen that she messed up with. Re-cut a carton of 500ml pure milk, pour it into the pot, add cold day powder, turn on the heat and cook, put white sugar while cooking, and stir evenly with a stirrer with the other hand.

This time she was so focused on the milk in the pot that she didn't want to do it for the other time, waiting for the milk to boil and thicken, turning off the heat, straining the milk through a strainer, and then putting the container full of fragrant milk in the refrigerator.

After doing this, she raised her hand to wipe the sweat on her face, and left a little cold powder on her face without realizing it.

While the milk is frozen, the mango is peeled and diced.

After waiting for about an hour, I took out the custard that had solidified and froze into a blow-and-blow break, carefully cut it into beautiful pieces, put it on a plate with mangoes, and sprinkled it with a garnish mint leaf.

Xin Yue smiled sweetly.

Succeed with flying colors!

took a photo and sent it to Moments to commemorate his first successful work, and quickly got a large number of likes.

Holding his phone, he was smiling stupidly.

"Click".

The door opened.

Fu Hongchen came back, holding a bunch of books in his hand, every time he came back from school, he would bring back a lot of books, a wide variety of books, the content was dry and difficult to chew, so many books even she couldn't read, but he read them with relish. And the speed of watching is also fast.

Worthy of being a fighter among the aliens!

"Look, I made mango panna cotta."

Xin Yue offered mango-scented custard with both hands, her eyes flashed with the light of the stars, and the pear vortex hung deeply on both sides of her mouth.

"I said I would make the same mango panna cotta."

Fu Hongchen put down the book in his arms, held the plate with one hand, and a little tenderness bloomed in his always cold eyes, warming the winter day and getting drunk Xin Yue.

The other hand suddenly lifted, and the rough fingers carefully wiped away the remaining cold powder from her face.

The strands of hair on her face were also pulled away, revealing her bright eyes.

Xin Yue stared at those inky jade-like eyes, countless thoughts swept through her heart, countless thoughts surged in her mind, or some intense emotions were intertwined, as if they had converged into a surging hot stream, and as if they were about to turn into flames and rush out of her chest.

knew that he was unintentional, but he teased her......

Obviously, she didn't deliberately take all the oxygen in the air for herself, but she was always suffering from rapid heartbeat and shortness of breath, so she almost called an ambulance.

I was afraid that if I was touched by him a few more times, my soul would be scattered, so I quickly diverted my attention.

"How about you taste it?"

Xin Yue scooped up a piece of custard and brought it to his mouth, looking at him expectantly and nervously, not realizing how intimate her position was.

Fu Hongchen glanced at her, his gaze suddenly stopped on the back of her reddened hand, avoided the food sent to his mouth, and held her wrist instead, his ten fingers were slender and white, but the back of his scalded hand was as red as if it had been smeared with a layer of red oil.

Xin Yue was slightly stunned, only then did she realize the faint pain in her hand and wanted to retract her hand.

"It's okay, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he put the plate on the table, turned and went upstairs, and when he came down again, he had an extra medicine box in his hand and placed it on the table.

"Where's the medicine?

Before he finished speaking, his low and powerful voice sounded above her head, although his face was expression, standing at the dining table, the afterglow of the setting sun was hitting him, standing tall and tall, and the words he said were irresistibly tough, and his eyebrows were a little more sharp.

Belch... It's scary......

Xin Yue took out a special ointment for burns from inside, Fu Hongchen grabbed her hand and sat down, squeezed out the ointment and smeared it on the back of her hand.

The ointment came into contact with the skin, and the faint pain suddenly magnified in the body, and the pain made Xin Yue's hand instinctively shrink, this subtle action made Fu Hongchen's hand rubbing the medicine pause, raised his eyes, and looked at the person who bit his lower lip fixedly, and the expression of fear of pain and forbearance made his eyes sink, "Aunt Feng was burned when she was cooking, she didn't care at first, and then the wound began to fester, and it was useless to treat it, the doctor said that because of the beginning of the burn, it was not treated in time, and then the wound was infected, and antibiotics were not used in time to reduce inflammation, and finally the person was gone." ”

When he said this, he was serious and regretful, and the movement of rubbing the medicine on his hands became more and more meticulous and gentle, and after applying the ointment, he also wrapped two layers of gauze.

What's going on?

Why did his own burns make him cranky.

It's been normal for a few days, it's a night, oh no, it's when I return to the Ming Dynasty with an injury?

Xin Yue was depressed and drew a circle for Fu Chaoyang in her heart.

A very sweet smile bloomed on his face: "Thank you for reminding me, otherwise I would not be able to work tomorrow." ”

Fu Hongchen glanced at her, nodded indifferently, returned the medicine box to its place, and then sat down, picked up the spoon and ate the custard.

Xin Yue's eyes stared at the action of chewing in his mouth without blinking, until the Adam's apple of his neck slid up and down with the action of swallowing, and he put down the spoon.

"How? Is it tasty? Immediately open your mouth and ask again.

Fu Hongchen's eyes were quiet and deep, and he replied in a low voice: "Hmm! ”

Xin Yue was very happy, picked up the spoon he put down and scooped it into his mouth, the cold custard with the sweet and delicious mango, the two flavors perfectly blended in the mouth, allowing people to enjoy the coolness of summer in advance.

It's just that there seems to be too much sugar, and the taste is on the sweet side, which needs to be improved.

Xin Yue, who ate with relish, found that Fu Hongchen didn't move after only taking one bite, and wondered: "Why don't you eat?" ”

Fu Hongchen sat opposite her, silent, silent for a moment, got up and went to the kitchen to get a spoon.