Chapter Seventy-Two: When a Man Is Most Moved

When is a woman the most touching for a man? Some people will say that it is the time to see it at a glance, but it is actually the time to be jealous of men.

Some people will ask, is this the other way around?

Actually, it's right, but you also have to see if the other party is worth your efforts for him, sometimes your efforts are not necessarily appreciated by the other party, and even make the other party feel that you are cheap.

Two men fighting for a woman and two women fighting for a man are two different concepts.

Just like a piece of jade, the amount of impermanence is not at all a level compared to the meticulous carving.

"How's it going, does it hurt?" Li Zhihao asked with concern.

"Hmmm! Hurt. Park Hyo-min pouted and said pitifully.

"Oops!" Kim Yarong watched Park Hyo-min's acting skills soar from the side, and couldn't help shouting.

She doesn't care about her image now, she can't wait to pounce on and strangle Park Hyo-min.

It's too insidious for this woman to come to this set at this time.

Li Zhihao looked at Jin Yarong's performance, and his head was full of black lines, this girl, it's really ......

However, this scene made Li Zhihao's mood a little better, he helped Park Hyo-min up, walked to Kim Ya-young, and said gently: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"My stomach hurts." Jin Yarong covered his abdomen and looked at Li Zhihao aggrievedly and said.

"You have a stomachache?" Li Zhihao looked at Jin Yarong strangely, then touched her forehead and said, "No fever?" ”

"Oba, I have a stomachache, why are you touching my forehead!" Jin Yarong patted his arm coquettishly, then grabbed his arm and shook it.

"You come with this pain as soon as you open your mouth, Xiaomin's foot is really twisted

, it is estimated that it will have to be raised for a while. Li Zhihao looked at Jin Yarong with a serious face, and he felt that it was necessary to explain it clearly to Jin Yarong.

"Uh...... Am I mistaken? Jin Yarong said with some embarrassment.

"Although you are pretending, but ......" Before Li Zhihao finished speaking, Jin Yarong preemptively said:

"Oh, I see. So be it, Oba, let's just act as if nothing happened, no need to explain. ”

Li Zhihao was relieved when he heard Jin Yarong say this, he was really worried that Jin Yarong would mess around, he didn't want to make her angry because of a mistake, now that she said that she wouldn't pursue it, then forget it, he was also happy.

"Okay, Hyomin is an injured person now, you have to take good care of her, I'll go cook first." After Li Zhihao finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to walk into the kitchen.

"Oba, I want to eat braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs, stewed fish, boiled pork slices, stuffed prawns, mapo tofu......"

Li Zhihao looked at the speed of Jin Yarong's menu, and he was stunned, is this ordering?

"Oba, can't you?" Looking at Li Zhihao's shocked expression, Jin Yarong looked at him with a smile and said.

"Yes, yes. I'm going to do it. Li Zhihao looked at Jin Yarong's appearance and said helplessly.

After saying that, he picked up the apron strap and tied it around his body, and began to prepare the ingredients.

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