Chapter 750: Whose Chopsticks Calls the Shots

“……”

Yu Yuehan looked at the chrysanthemum tea in front of him, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his thin lips moved slightly.

"My hands hurt, I can't hold a glass of water, you feed me to drink."

As he spoke, he lifted his tightly wrapped palm.

The wound in his palm was still bandaged by Nian Xiaomu.

At that time, I just felt sorry for him, afraid that he would accidentally bleed the wound, so I deliberately bandaged him thicker, and wrapped the gauze twice more.

Looking at it at this time, it's no problem to serve tea, but it may not be so convenient to eat with chopsticks for a while.

"Give me your hand, and I'll help you remove two loops of gauze, so it won't get in the way." Nian Xiaomu said, couldn't help but say, took his hand, and quickly removed a few circles of gauze.

Only then do you re-tie the knot.

When tying the knot, he deliberately turned the gauze over and tied a bow on the back of his hand.

The wound that was still miserable just now, for a moment, there was an indescribable femininity.

The waiter quickly began to serve the food.

When the dishes were placed on the table, he saw the bow on the back of Yu Yuehan's hand, and his movements paused obviously.

In the next second, Yu Yuehan glared at him, and quickly looked away, pretending that he didn't see anything.

I tried to hold back a smile.

It wasn't until I walked out of the private room that I heard the sound of hidden laughter outside the door......

Nian Xiaomu, the initiator, couldn't help but sit on the chair, holding his stomach and laughing.

has no heart and lungs, just like a child.

There is no half-hearted eye.

is very different from the woman in the video, whose eyes are sharp, as if there are thousands of hills and valleys in her heart.

Perhaps, the person in the video is really not her......

Yu Yuehan's dark eyes flickered, his eyes were raised, and his thin lips opened slightly, "Hey me." ”

"Why? You have your own hands, I have untied the gauze for you, and you can hold chopsticks. Nian Xiaomu stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and said vaguely.

Yu Yuehan glanced at her coldly.

"But my hand still hurts."

“……”

Tie a bow on his hand, and he really thinks of himself as a girl, doesn't he?

It's all bandaged, but it's still shouting that my hands hurt and I can't eat, so I want to feed it.

Sentimental!

Nian Xiaomu muttered in his heart, but when he thought of the bloody wound on his palm, he still sat beside him in distress.

Reaching out to pick up his rice bowl, he fed him a mouthful.

"What do you want to eat?" She asked, retracting her chopsticks.

"Fish." Yu Yuehan sat on the back of the chair and continued to pretend to be pitiful.

When the words fell, Nian Xiaomu had already sandwiched a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then I fed myself another piece.

Yu Yuehan thought that she didn't hear clearly, and when she asked him what he was eating for the second time, he repeated it again: "fish".

However, this time, it was meat that was fed to his mouth.

It's just that it has changed from braised pork to hand-beaten meatballs.

At this moment, Yu Yuehan was slow to react, and realized that she did it on purpose.

Black eyes stared at her faintly, "Nian Xiaomu, I want to eat fish." ”

"I heard that, but I want to eat meat, whoever is responsible for serving the vegetables is in charge, otherwise you will do it?" Young Mu responded confidently.

After saying that, he took another piece of meatball and threw it into his mouth.

Yu Yuehan: "......"

"Then what are you asking me for?"

"Polite inquiry, don't take it seriously, and you have a wound on your hand, and eating too much seafood is easy to get inflamed." Nian Xiaomu pursed his lips, with a sincere face of 'I'm all for your good'.