It happened that Su Yanjue had just cleaned up the dining table when he heard her voice and walked towards the kitchen.

"Show me it." His slender arm easily withdrew the manual from Ran Yun's hand, and it was just a casual glance with a clear expression.

Ran Yun looked at his reaction and pouted, "French, can you understand?" ”

After Su Yanjue's eyes quickly browsed it, he casually threw the manual to the side, did not answer Ran Yun's question, and turned directly to look at the oven.

For his performance, Ran Yun automatically classified it as 'pretending'.

Just when she was bored and about to laugh at Su Yanjue, she didn't expect the light of the oven to really be turned on by him.

Su Yanjue turned his head for the first time, looked at the surprised Ran Yun with a proud smile, and said softly, "Your IQ really can't handle such a complicated thing, I won't blame you." ”

Ran Yun didn't expect him to say such a sentence, and the admiration that had originally reached his lips was swallowed back, and after throwing a roll of his eyes at him, he turned around and walked to the side to wash his hands.

When the water trickled, Su Yanjue followed Ran Yun's footsteps and quietly walked behind her to wrap around her waist, and a pair of wide palms wrapped Ran Yun's plain hands to accept the washing of the water.

"Su Yanjue." Ran Yun was a little embarrassed at the moment, and couldn't help but tilt her head to the side, avoiding the hot gas exhaled by Su Yanjue hitting her cheeks.

Su Yanjue watched her movements, but smiled silently.

He reached out and carefully cleaned Ran Yun's hand, and took the opportunity to clasp it with his ten fingers.

"I wish I could wash off a layer of skin from your hands." In such a situation, Su Yanjue actually said such a sentence viciously, and Ran Yun's body shook uncontrollably.

"The thought of your hands groping around while tattooing others makes me want to slap you twice." Su Yanjue raised Ran Yun's hand and put it in front of his eyes. It's like a forensic doctor studying what clues are on the hands of a corpse when he dissects it. It looks weird and scary, let alone Ran Yun who is cowering in his arms.

"Don't move." Ran Yun kept moving because she was a little scared, but she was stopped by Su Yanjue, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to move.

Ran Yun was really embarrassed by the appearance of the two, shrunk his shoulders and said stiffly: "Actually, I wore gloves when I got a tattoo. ”

"Yes, your hands are not in direct contact with them." Su Yanjue's suddenly realized tone made Ran Yun nod again and again. But then he let go of his hand slowly, and let Ran Yun in his arms turn around and face him, "I shouldn't wash your hands for you, I should wash your eyes." ”

Ran Yun was stunned for a moment, but then he heard Su Yanjue's voice echoing in his ears, "You can see their bodies even if you wear sunglasses, can't you?" ”

Ran Yun, who was a little embarrassed by his words, just wanted to speak, but Su Yanjue said again: "From now on, your eyes can only look at me, your hands can only touch me, and you can only pretend to be me in your heart." ”

His clear and translucent eyes reflected Ran Yun's slightly surprised face, and after a pause for a few seconds, Su Yanjue lowered his voice and moved closer to Ran Yun's direction. His forehead pressed against Ran Yun's forehead, and he said as if muttering, "And this." He stretched out his finger to Ran Yun's lips, "You can only kiss me." ”