"Your wound is a little inflamed, shall I treat your wound first?" Lin Mo Ran adjusted his breathing and tentatively suggested.

"It's okay! Proving that you are not a man is much more important than this little injury! Nangong Yuze didn't buy it at all, and lowered his head to sniff the fragrance in her hair, which made him throb softly.

"No way!" Lin Mo Ran said righteously: "I caused your injury, and I should be responsible for you!" Come, I'll give you the medicine! ”

As she spoke, she slowly pushed Nangong Yuze away and pressed his body, took his hand and walked towards the sofa.

The soft, warm, and refreshing touch made Nangong Yuze's mind dazzled, and she was fooled by her.

He looked down at her small hands holding large hands, ten fingers interlocking tightly, looking unusually harmonious.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. Such an idea suddenly popped into his mind, abruptly but very clearly.

Lin Mo Ran pulled Nangong Yuze onto the sofa, and then turned around to get the medicine box.

There was a sudden emptiness in his hand, and Nangong Yuze felt a wave of loss in his heart. He was indeed poisoned, and he was poisoned by a poison called Linmo Dye. can't untie it, can't let it go, just gently teases his heart.

Lin Mo Ran dipped a cotton swab in alcohol and gently rubbed it on Nangong Yuze's face. That serious look, gentle movements...... A gentle tapping on his heart. Itchy, but it makes him very nostalgic.

Lin Mo Ran rubbed the medicine on him while carefully observing his expression. He was relieved to find that the anger between his eyebrows had completely dissipated. It seems that he succeeded in diverting his attention, and this time he got away with it.

Nangong Yuze watched Lin Mo Ran get up and pack up the medicine box, and his heart was calm for a while. There were just the two of them in the room, and it was so warm despite the noise.

He is usually alone, and he is used to being cold and lonely when he returns home. Now, there is such a quarrel with him, but it makes him feel warm and caring.

It's different from before, as if he's not alone. How long has it been since this feeling of warmth? Like, he hasn't felt it since his parents left, right?

Suddenly, he wanted to be greedy and keep the good thing.

"Do you know how to cook?" He asked.

"Huh?" The sudden jump in thinking made Lin Mo Ran look up suspiciously, and he didn't react for a while.

She used to be a big lady who didn't touch the spring water with her fingers, and she was fighting and killing all day long.

She really can't cook!

Shaking her head, she asked, "Are you hungry?" Would you like to order takeout for you? Actually, what she wanted to say more was, why don't you go back.

However, I can only think about these things in my heart, but I don't dare to ask them. Who knows if this man will get nervous again, and it won't be her who turns back and tosses in the end?

Lin Mo Ran asked very simply, as naturally as a wife asked her husband.

Nangong Yuze hooked his lips slightly, and his heart was very warm. For the first time, he felt that women were not all trouble.

For the first time, he felt that having a beloved woman by his side was a sweet burden even if it was trouble.

Slowly getting up, Nangong Yuze walked towards the kitchen.

Lin Moran looked at him suspiciously and walked towards the kitchen, wondering if he wanted to cook, right?

A proud son of the Nangong Group, a noble son with a golden spoon in his mouth, she really can't imagine this kind of scene when she goes to cook.

Curiosity, she followed Nangong Yuze and walked into the kitchen.

Nangong Yuze had just taken out the ingredients in the refrigerator and was cleaning them when he heard her footsteps. Without raising his head, he pointed to the plate not far away and said, "Help me bring the plate." ”

"Oh!" Lin Moran obediently handed over the plate.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Mo Ran looked at his skillful movements and asked curiously.

"Dish!" Nangong Yuze opened his mouth without raising his head, crisply, concisely and clearly.

Speechlessly rolled her eyes, of course she knew that she was cooking, the question was what to cook.

Pouting, she took a few steps forward, approached Nangong Yuze, and asked, "That, do you need my help?" "After a dizzy busy day, she didn't get a drop of water, and she was hungry.

Nangong Yuze glanced at her and did not speak. There was a hint of softness in her deep eyes, and she casually handed the cleaned vegetables to her hand.

Seeing this, Lin Mo Ran's heart jumped suddenly, when did Nangong Yuze become so gentle?

He has faded away from his cold and domineering, and he is as warm as a big boy. This feeling is really weird.

Nangong Yuze was immersed in this warm atmosphere, where did he think that in a short period of time, Lin Mo Dye actually thought about it so much.

Skillfully turning on the fire and throwing all kinds of ingredients into the pot, Nangong Yuze cooked all kinds of delicacies seriously.

It is said that the gentleman is far away from cooking, but he feels that it is a very happy and satisfying thing to be able to cook for his beloved.

In this way, in just half an hour, a simple and warm meal was born under the hands of the two.

Nangong Yuze looked up at Lin Mo Ran, who was salivating in front of a plate of fish-flavored eggplant pot, and said lovingly: "The dishes just out of the pot are very hot, you go out and wait for a while!" Immediately ......"

If you can overflow the water gently, let the ink dye come back to your senses quickly...... glanced at Nangong Yuze with some embarrassment, and found that he didn't pay attention to himself, so he walked out of the kitchen.

No man shall be disguised, and no sea shall be measured.

She really didn't expect that the ruthless Nangong Yuze would have such a gentle side.

In addition to his fickle personality and fiery temper, she has to admit that he is very good.

Talented, good-looking, and very manly, and a good dish to cook, if this kind of man is gentle, I am afraid that the wild bees and butterflies are inexhaustible.

Come to think of it, the woman who will be with him in the future will be very happy. This thought flashed through her mind, and she suddenly felt inexplicably depressed in her heart.

Nangong Yuze quickly put the dishes on the table, fish-flavored eggplant pot, steamed fish, palace fried chicken and a pot of fish head tofu soup. Three dishes and one soup, it is really a simple home-cooked side dish.

Serving a bowl of soup to Lin Mo Ran and himself, Nangong Yuze sat down and shouted to the stunned Lin Mo Ran, "Don't be in a daze, come over and eat!" Like a husband's reminder to his wife, it is gentle and natural.

Lin Mo Ran came back to his senses when he heard the voice, looked at the dishes on the table, and the little discomfort that had just sprung up in his heart had already been thrown to the back of his mind. At this moment, all I can think about is the food in front of me.

"Drink some soup to warm your stomach first!" Nangong Yuze said softly.

Lin Mo Ran picked up the soup that Nangong Yuze served for her, picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful, and handed it to his mouth. Gently stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it, it was delicious and the temperature was just right.