After Lin Xiaoya escaped to the kitchen, she immediately closed the door and locked it, listening to the roar of a tiger outside, she was inexplicably frightened, only to feel a wave of anger silently penetrating through the crack in the door, instantly enveloping her layer by layer, so that she couldn't help but shiver a few times in a row.

It's scary!

He's not going to run and kick the door, is he?

Lin Xiaoya hugged the little wolf vigilantly, her eyes widened, staring at the door tightly, making a look of preparation to fight anytime and anywhere.

But after waiting for a long time, she didn't wait for what she thought she should be, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that she is thinking too seriously about things.

He wasn't so stingy and would do something terrible to her because of what she said casually.

Although what she said just now was indeed reminding him, and reminding herself that even if he helped her a lot, even if they had a particularly close relationship now, she would never promise to love him and marry him.

What age is it now, and there is no longer such a thing as repaying the favor with one's body, okay?

If, after all was calm, she finally found that the strange feelings she now had for him were only out of gratitude, and not true love, then she would not force herself to marry him anyway.

owes him love, she can take the money to pay it back.

Or think of him as an older brother.

In this world, men are allowed to recognize their sisters, and women are not allowed to recognize their brothers?

She's not convinced!

Lin Xiaoya put the little wolf down while thinking, washed the water, and began to wash rice and make porridge.

After the rice was put into the pot, she opened the refrigerator and rummaged through it, and finally took out a bag of capers, a few eggs, and a little lean meat, and then began to turn on the fire.

The eggs are easy to fry, but just put oil, break the eggs and throw them in, and then stir them a few times.

It's just that the ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny.

The first egg, she got her own hand, the second egg, in a hurry, even the shell was thrown into the pot together, and she hurriedly took it out with chopsticks, but fortunately, nothing happened to the third and fourth eggs.

In short, although the process of frying the eggs was stumbling, it was finally fried.

After putting the pot on the plate, she put it aside, and in order to keep warm, she also took a plate and covered it.

Then I started to take out the capers, rinse them with water first, and then pick up the knife and start cutting.

After just a few cuts, he cut the index finger of his left hand, and most of his nails were cut off, not to mention a lot of blood.

She hurriedly put it under the water tap, pulled the paper towel and wrapped it thickly, took the transparent glue and wrote it casually, and then continued to cut it in pain.

After some scrambling, the fried meat with beans came out of the pot, and some of it was burnt, but it smelled quite fragrant.

Originally, she wanted to be delicate and make a fried pork slices with beans, but her knife skills were so poor that she didn't want to hurt all five fingers of her left hand, so the meat was cut big and thick.

But even though she doesn't look good, and it may not taste good, but anyway, she still made a meal through her own efforts, and the sense of accomplishment is overwhelming.

She happily took the omelette and side dishes out, returned to the kitchen, and saw that the voltage cooker had already shown OK, so she opened it with anticipation, and looked at it, but was dumbfounded.

She cooked porridge, why did she bring her a pot of dry rice like too much water?

What she hates most in her life is this kind of rice that is neither like porridge nor dry rice!

Fail! What a failure!

Never mind! So be it. It's just to fill your stomach, you can eat it, and you don't pay so much attention to it.

She comforted herself, and reached out to bring the pot out, but she didn't think to wear gloves at all, but the touch immediately burned and retracted her hand, and when she looked down, the tips of her ten fingers were all red, but after a while, all of them were blistered.

Looking at her scarred hands, Lin Xiaoya wanted to cry without tears.

Depend on! Why are people so bored to eat?

If only you could skip meals and be full just by drinking water!