Lu Yao stretched out his hand and exposed the back of his hand: "It's just that when I tore the skirt too hard just now, my hand accidentally hit the wall and broke the skin." ”

Lu Yao was worried that Duan Yanchen would go in to fight the fire and inhale too much smoke, and she didn't know where to find a strip of cloth to cover his mouth and nose, and then she thought of tearing off her skirt to make a strip of cloth, fortunately, the skirt she was wearing today was still quite long and was already over the knee, so it didn't matter if she tore off a piece.

Because the quality of the skirt was so good, Lu Yao couldn't pull it off, so she thought of wearing the skirt on the corner of the wall in a hurry, and pulled it hard after using it before tearing off a strip of cloth.

However, because he was too hard, his hand accidentally hit the wall and broke the skin.

Duan Yanchen looked at the knuckles on the back of Lu Yao's hand, knocking off a layer of skin, his hands were wrinkled because they had been wet for too long, and his little hands, which were already cold, became even colder.

He was a little heartbroken, and wanted to blame her, but he was reluctant, she was hurt because she was worried that she would be smoked.

She ran into the fire without covering her mouth and nose, but thought of tearing off a strip of cloth from her skirt and covering her mouth and nose.

Duan Yanchen's heart flowed through a warm current: "Is the other hand injured?" ”

Lu Yao raised his other hand: "No." ”

Duan Yanchen took her uninjured hand: "Let's go!" ”

The firefighters have arrived, the fire is almost gone, and there is nothing left for them.

"Hmm."

The two left quietly.

After returning home, Lu Yao took a shower, changed into clean clothes and walked out of the room, and Duan Yanchen happened to come out of the kitchen with two bowls of noodles.

The clothes on his body are still the same as when he was fighting the fire, and they are now half-dry.

"Okay? Come and eat noodles. The first time underneath, it was a little mushy, but this time I put salt and was not afraid of sweetness. Attracted by the lesson of the last time, he had memorized the difference between salt and sugar thoroughly.

"Why don't you go to the shower?"

"Go now. Hurry up and eat something to cushion your stomach, otherwise your stomach hurts again. Eat a little first, if it's not delicious, we'll go out to eat later. ”

In the car, Duan Yanchen heard her stomach rumbling several times.

Lu Yao walked over and looked at the two bowls of noodles on the table, because they had been cooked for too long, they were indeed a little mushy, but this was the noodles he deliberately ordered because he was worried that he would have a stomachache when he was hungry.

Lu Yao knew that Duan Yanchen had a habit of cleanliness, and the clothes on his body were a little dirty, so he had to change them.

He also has a bathroom and cloakroom in the company's break room, which is convenient for his cleanliness addict.

But he still endured a wet and dirty suit and gave himself a first look.

Lu Yao sat down at the dining table: "I'm really hungry, so let's eat first, you go take a bath." ”

"Okay."

Lu Yao silently finished the two bowls of noodles, although it was a little salty.

Duan Yanchen was probably worried that it was not delicious, the amount of two bowls of noodles was not much, and Lu Yao was just full after eating.

After Lu Yao finished eating these two bowls of noodles, he went to the kitchen to order a new bowl of noodles for Duan Yanchen.

Duan Yanchen came out of the shower, and Lu Yao beckoned to him: "I have eaten all the two bowls of noodles, they are so delicious!" I'll give you a new bowl. ”

Duan Yanchen walked over, he looked at the noodles on the table, this bowl of noodles was much richer than the noodles he had made. There were eggs, there were shrimps, and there were hams and vegetables, and he frowned: "My hands are all injured, how can I still be restless." ”

It seems that the noodles she made must be very unpalatable, so this girl made a new bowl for herself to eat.

"It's just a loss of skin. Taste it and see if it's delicious. ”

Duan Yanchen didn't say anything more, he sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and lowered his head to eat.

Lu Yao sat on the side and looked at him: I felt very happy.

This is what the love she likes looks like: you have me in your heart, and you take care of everything; I have you in my heart, and I care for you.

You don't need to be vigorous, just a steaming bowl of love noodles, plain and bland, with a long stream of water.