Chapter 111: Which one is unlucky

Zuo Shi'an stared at his siblings and feet for a second, and then slowly reacted, looking at the rice bowl in front of him tangled.

The right hand is injured, and the left hand is unusable, and now I can only use that method!

After thinking about it, Zuo Shi'an lowered his head, buried his face directly in the bowl, raised his head after taking a bite of rice, and found that Song Zheming, Qiao, and Gu Yukai were looking at her.

"What are you watching me do?" Zuo Shi'an said inarticulately, and pointed to the table, "Hurry up and eat, the food won't taste good when it's cold." ”

"Big sister, I'll feed you." Song Zheming looked at the rice grains on the corner of Zuo Shi'an's mouth, and couldn't help but sigh heavily, just like a little adult, he stretched out his hand in the direction of Zuo Shi'an, "If I'm not by your side, how are you going to eat." ”

Song Zheming's hand had not been able to touch Zuo Shi'an's dishes and chopsticks, so he was taken away by Gu Yukai in advance.

"Eh, what are you doing?" Zuo Shi'an was still stupidly waiting for Song Zheming's feeding, but when he turned his head and saw the food Gu Yukai was holding in his hand, he couldn't help but glare, looked at him with disgust, and said, "Hurry up and give the bowl to Zheming, hurry up." ”

As if he hadn't heard, Gu Yukai lowered his eyes, blew the rice cold, put the vegetables in the rice, handed it in the direction of Zuo Shi'an, and spit out two words in an extremely domineering manner: "Open your mouth." ”

"You!"

Zuo Shi'an's eyes widened, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Song Zheming pursing his lips unhappily, and hurriedly said to Gu Yukai in a good voice: "Children, what are you robbing from others?" ”

"Open your mouth." Gu Yukai still didn't say any nonsense, he simply spit out two words neatly, looking at Zuo Shi'an's eyes, although calm and indifferent, it invisibly made him feel a great sense of oppression.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Zuo Shi'an sighed resignedly and said, "Okay, okay, I'll open my mouth." ”

As he spoke, Zuo Shi'an opened his mouth quite obediently, waiting for Gu Yukai to feed her.

Although Gu Yukai's face was tense, he still carefully helped Zuo Shi place the meals she liked to eat.

Song Qiao looked at Song Zheming's unhappy expression, stretched out his hand and pulled him, and said funny: "Okay, let's sit down and eat, I can't live up to the good dishes made by my eldest sister." ”

"Hmm." Song Zheming replied sullenly, and then sat down, his eyes still falling on Gu Yukai's hand that fed Zuo Shi'an.

Gu Yukai seemed to notice his gaze, glanced at him, and slightly hooked his lips, so that Song Zheming almost broke the chopsticks in his hand.

"You wait!"

Song Zheming gritted his teeth angrily, and held the chopsticks in his hand tightly, "When I grow up, my big sister will definitely be my bride!" ”

Zuo Shi'an finished eating under Gu Yukai's service, and the meal was just finished, and the program for Chinese New Year's Eve began.

Seeing the program on TV, Zuo Shi'an instantly remembered, no, isn't there a performance by Gu Yukai tonight? How did he come back so quickly?

Thinking about it, Zuo Shi'an got up from the sofa and trotted all the way into the kitchen, looking at him, just about to say something.

Gu Yukai replied as if he knew her next question, washing the fruit: "I pushed today's show." ”

"Are you crazy?" Zuo Shi'an didn't come up for a while, looked at him with wide eyes, and said, "Do you know how many people want to perform on stage on Chinese New Year's Eve, you have a good opportunity, and if you push it, you will push it?" ”

Even if you are an actor, you can't play like this, and tomorrow's news headlines must not be famous actors playing big names.

"How?" The movement in Gu Yukai's hand paused slightly, turned his head to look at Zuo Shi'an, and raised his eyebrows, "Celebrities are not people?" Can't have a peaceful Chinese New Year's Eve? ”

"But, but ......" Zuo Shi'an frowned, not knowing how to answer him, so he could only say dryly, "It's a great loss to lose an opportunity like this." ”

"What's the loss?"

Gu Yukai looked at her lightly, with a calm appearance, as if he didn't care about anything, and continued to wash the fruit in his hands.

This breezy appearance made Zuo Shi'an's originally complicated mood of being a little annoyed, a little anxious and hating iron and steel miraculously calmed down.

"Yes."

Zuo Shi'an waved his hand, for this person who has been smooth sailing since he was a child, this opportunity is probably not in his eyes.

Just as she was about to discuss with Gu Yukai about her future welcome party, a scream suddenly came from the living room.

Hearing this voice, the picture in the kitchen instantly appeared in Zuo Shi'an's mind.

Her left hand touched Song Zheming!

Finished!

Zuo Shi'an said secretly, hurriedly turned around and ran outside, shouting as he ran: "What's wrong, what's wrong?" What's going on? ”

Running out of the living room from the kitchen, Zuo Shi'an saw that one of Song Zheming's little fingers was dripping with blood, and his little face was red, as if he wanted to cry but endured it.

"What's going on?"

This appearance made Zuo Shi'an feel a pain in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab his hand, looked at the wound on his hand, and blamed himself: "What should I do, it's a big cut." ”

"Woo......" Song Zheming frowned tightly, as if he wanted to cry, but seeing Zuo Shi'an's guilty appearance, he desperately endured it, and said with a bit of crying, "Woo, big sister, I don't hurt, I'm a man." ”

"Hurry up and find something to disinfect and bandage you." Zuo Shi'an looked at Song Zheming's appearance, felt even more guilty and blamed himself, carefully stretched out his injured right hand, helped Song Zheming to sit down, and then went to rummage through the cabinet and find the medicine box.

This time, she didn't dare to let her left hand touch anything again, so she could only kick the medicine box while letting the medicine box go in the direction of Song Zheming.

When the medicine box was finally kicked by her and came to Song Zheming's side, Zuo Shi'an half-knelt in front of him, intending to use his injured hand to help him with medicine.

Before he could use his hand, Song Qiao's voice came from behind Zuo Shi'an.

"What are you doing!"

This sudden sound made Zuo Shi'an's hand tremble, and he almost let the cotton swab poke directly into the wound.

She turned her head and saw Song Qiao, who had just come out of the toilet, hurriedly stood up, and said, "Zheming doesn't know how to get hurt, come and help take a look." ”

"Hurt?" Song Qiao frowned, hurriedly walked over, saw the wound on Song Zheming's hand, his face changed instantly, took the cotton swab from Zuo Shi'an's hand, dipped it in hydrogen peroxide and gently touched his wound carefully.

"I'll come, it's inconvenient for you now." Song Qiao didn't raise his head, and said directly to Zuo Shi'an.

"Okay." Zuo Shi'an nodded, giving up his place and letting him do it himself, after all, she knew that her staying here now was just to add to the chaos.

"If the wound is big, go to the hospital in time and be careful of infection."

Zuo Shi'an gave two words of advice uneasily, stood aside and looked worriedly, blaming himself in his heart.

Blame her, if she didn't touch Song Zheming with her left hand, Song Zheming wouldn't have been injured.

For the first time, she was so disgusted with her left hand.

Gu Yukai came out of the kitchen with the fruit, and saw Zuo Shi'an looking at Song Zheming worriedly, a touch of unhappiness flashed in his eyes, and his eyes faintly fell on Song Qiao, who was carefully bandaging Song Zheming, and when he saw the gauze in his hand, his eyes were retracted.

Song Zheming originally wanted to cry because of the stinging sensation caused by hydrogen peroxide disinfection, but as soon as he saw Gu Yukai who appeared behind Zuo Shi'an, he forcibly held back his crying, and looked at him with a pair of tearful eyes, as if to say, look, how good I am.

"Fruit, bandaged and eaten, I'll go to work."

As if he didn't see Song Zheming's eyes, Gu Yukai crossed Zuo Shi'an, put the fruit on the living room table, said such a sentence, and turned to leave.

This man!

Song Zheming gritted his teeth, he dared to ignore him, it was too much, it was really too much!

"Okay, I'll take care of this and go in and help you." Zuo Shi'an nodded, looked at Song Zheming's injured hand worriedly, and when she touched his tearful eyes again, a touch of distress appeared on her face, and she said softly, "If it hurts, shout out, don't bear it." ”

"I don't hurt." Song Zheming blinked, looked at Zuo Shi'an and said, "Can I ask for a hug later?" ”

"Yes." Zuo Shi'an smiled, nodded at him, and agreed.

When she agreed, someone who had just entered the study paused for a second, glanced at this side calmly, and then opened the study and walked in.

Song Zheming had a smug smile on his face, hehe, fight with me, admit defeat!

"Alright."

After ten minutes, Song Qiao finally bandaged Song Zheming's hand, "However, if you go back and be seen by the old man, you will inevitably be nagged." ”

"I didn't know this fruit knife was so sharp." Song Zheming looked at his bandaged hand, pouted, and muttered in a low voice.

"Huh? What did you say? Song Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and communicated with him directly in English, and the two began to quarrel.

Zuo Shi'an looked at Song Zheming's still lively and chaotic appearance, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and when he heard their high-end exchange, he was a little helpless.

At this time, the bell rang at twelve o'clock, and the sound of firecrackers and fireworks rang out outside.

Looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows of Gu Yukai's villa, you can just see the fireworks that others have put in the air.

"Wow......"

Zuo Shi'an looked at these fireworks, couldn't help but make a wish, thought about it, and quietly took out his mobile phone, and called up the one saved in the photo, a picture of a man smiling, and aimed at the fireworks outside.

Brother Zongzhe, look, are this year's fireworks good-looking?

On the other side, someone who came out of the study saw the movement of her hand, his face instantly darkened, and he turned around and walked back to the study, and slammed the door shut.

"Bang-"

This huge sound of the door closing made Zuo Shi'an startled, glanced at the door of the study, and couldn't help but shake his head.

Which one of the unlucky ones provoked this great demon king again.