They were stacking vegetables in the kitchen, and Ling Ai was responsible for washing the vegetables and solemnly wearing skewers, he didn't let Ling Ai move, for fear of pricking his hands.

"Your hands are completely fine, do you want to bring a glove?"

"It's okay, I'm wearing a waterproof band-aid, it's better to hang it on usually, and I recover quickly."

"How's your job?" Ling Ai asked cautiously, not knowing how to say that. His hands are fine, but he is looking for a job again

"Love is divided into two halves, half bitter, half hot" Chapter 6: Friends are coming and are hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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