In the living room, the fragrance of tea fills the air.

Bai Xue'er was concentrating on making kung fu tea, her long hair was waist-high, and her white clothes were better than snow, elegant and demure like a painting.

Pei Hao's eyes never moved away from her, and his face was like a dream.

Kung Fu tea with handmade dim sum, the old man was also coaxed very happy.

When Huo Zizhao and the two re-entered the living room, they saw this scene.

Although Huo Zizhao felt sorry for his girlfriend, how could Song Canran really hide in the house willfully, so he dragged someone down after about ten minutes.

Although they have tried their best to restrain themselves, the sticky sweetness can't be hidden, and the fragrance of tea in the house is almost covered by the sour smell of their love.

Looking up at the intimacy of the two, a trace of jealousy and hatred flashed in Bai Xue'er's eyes, but her voice was so gentle.

"Brother Zizhao, have you taken Miss Song to read it? Miss Song, try the tea I made. ”

Everyone took the initiative to show their favor, of course Song Canran couldn't be cowardly, so he took the tea she handed over and took a sip.

"It's delicious, Miss Bai can make dim sum and make tea, she is really versatile."

"Where, I'm interested in learning." Bai Xue'er smiled modestly: "Although I have learned a lot, it is just a little scratch of the surface." ”

"Xue'er, your fur is not simple," Huo Ting praised sincerely: "Your grandfather shows off in front of me all day long, my ears are almost cocooned, I heard that your piano has just won a world award, what piano prince will be touring next month, and I have invited you to play together." ”

"Grandpa likes to exaggerate, how can it be so powerful."

"Xiaozhao, you learn, you and Xue'er grew up together, so you don't have this modesty."

Huo Zizhao was not interested in leading Song Canran to sit down.

"Why are you afraid of people knowing, excessive modesty is pride."

Bai Xue'er's face froze, and she didn't know if it was affected by his words, the teapot she was holding trembled, and she screamed in panic, and the boiling water spilled out and splashed on her legs.

She was wearing a very beautiful dress under her coat today, the length was above the knee, and after sitting down, she slid up slightly, revealing her slender and beautiful legs, which was originally very eye-catching, but it was not good to be scalded by boiling water.

"Cher, how are you?" Pei Hao nervously pounced over to check her injuries: "Where is the burn?" Let me see. ”

"I'm fine." Of course, Bai Xue'er couldn't show him a place like her thighs, her hand pressed against the hem of her skirt, and her expression was very forbearing.

Huo Ting also hurriedly asked the nanny to find burn medicine, and turned his head and glared at his grandson unhappily.

"It's okay to be like this," Pei Hao said distressedly: "I heard that you were so hot that you had to use cold water to flush, I'll help you go to the bathroom." ”

"No need, I can do it myself."

Bai Xue'er limped a few steps and seemed to be seriously injured.

The nanny went to find medicine, and there was only one girl in the room, Song Canran, so she had to stand up and support her.

"Miss Bai, I'll help you go."

Bai Xue'er turned her head and looked at her "gratefully", "Thank you, Miss Song." ”

"You're welcome."

"You don't know when you're here for the first time, do you? The restroom is there. ”

According to the direction indicated by Bai Xue'er, Song Cangran helped her into the bathroom.

Closing the door, Song Cangran looked down at Bai Xue'er's thighs, blocked by the skirt and couldn't see where it was hot for a while.

"You wouldn't mind taking your socks off and letting me see the injury, would you?"

"Don't pretend," Bai Xue'er changed her weakness and pain just now, leaning against the washstand, her hands were cold, "Miss Song, now it's just the two of us, so you don't have to act pretendically, aren't you very happy that I burned you?" ”