When she was cooking, in order to facilitate the washing of vegetables, she took off her coat and pulled the cuffs to her little arm, forgetting the injury on the back of her hand for a while.

"It's fine." Qiao Yue whispered, lowered her head, and didn't look at his distressed and guilty eyes.

"Is it my aunt?" Su Mingyuan asked.

Qiao Yue glanced at him and didn't speak.

It turned out that Qi Han had already told him about it.

Seeing this, Su Mingyuan knew that he had guessed correctly, the injury on her hand was grabbed by Lin Wei, her eyes sank, and her face was full of anger.

He put down his chopsticks, picked up his mobile phone and wanted to make a call, but was held down by Qiao Yue.

"Let's eat, it's going to be cold." Qiao Yue had pleading in her eyes, she didn't want to continue that matter, and when she returned to Su Mingyuan's side, she was like Qingqing guarding him quietly, not wanting anything or anyone to affect them.

Su Mingyuan saw the look in her eyes, let go of the hand that picked up the phone, then retracted the table, slowly stood up, and walked towards the cabinet on the side.

"What are you looking for?" Qiao Yue followed and asked.

"Find medicine." Su Mingyuan said.

Qiao Yue's heart warmed and said, "This little injury is not in the way, there is no need to apply medicine." ”

But Su Mingyuan was very stubborn, as if he hadn't heard her words, he walked directly to a cabinet and wanted to squat down.

Seeing this, Qiao Yue hurriedly pulled him up, walked over and squatted down by himself, and said, "I'll come." ”

She opened the door of the cabinet, and sure enough, she saw a medicine box inside, she took out the medicine box, looked up and asked Su Mingyuan, "Is this it?" ”

"Hmm." Su Mingyuan nodded, took the medicine box from Qiao Yue's hand, and walked towards the table.

Sitting down on the chair, he opened the medicine box, found a Yunnan white ointment, took Qiao Yue's hand, and applied it to her with a gentle movement.

At first, the ointment was a little stinging when it touched the wound, Qiao Yue was about to retract her hand subconsciously, and Su Mingyuan immediately slowed down his movements.

After a while, the back of the hand became cooler, the tingling disappeared, and it became comfortable.

Seeing Qiao Yueshu frown, Su Mingyuan relieved his heart and put the medicine aside.

"Let's eat." Qiao Yue said.

"Hmm." Su Mingyuan nodded, and put a piece of beef in Qiao Yue's bowl.

"In the future, when I am not there, if you meet her, you will hide far away, and the hero will not suffer the immediate loss." Su Mingyuan glanced at her, and a trace of distress flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't suffer this time, I gave her back the slap last time." Qiao Yue said unconvinced.

She is not a soft persimmon, let others take care of her, provoke her, and no one has good fruit to eat.

"You hit her?" Su Mingyuan paused, and asked a little stunned.

"Hmm." Qiao Yue nodded, she thought that Su Mingyuan would be angry, after all, it was his aunt, she quickly explained: "Because she wants to beat me again, and the injured little girl at the front desk." ”

Su Mingyuan was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled, he no longer had to worry about his woman being bullied.

Qiao Yue was a little baffled by Su Mingyuan's laughter, shouldn't he be angry, why did he still laugh.

"Well played." Su Mingyuan said.

Qiao Yue: ...

"That's your aunt." Although Lin Wei is indeed very unreliable, he doesn't look like an aunt at all.

"That's not right to hit someone." What's more, he still beats the woman he loves. Su Mingyuan said lightly, as if talking about a stranger.