She put down the work in her hand and greeted him, her eyes inadvertently looked in the direction of Lan Ruohao, his gaze stayed on him for a moment, with a trace of unknown emotion in his eyes.

Such two people who are so handsome and have different personalities must naturally know each other.

"Hello, is it one?"

Ye Zhichen looked through Gu Xi in the direction of the kitchen, Lan Xianshu was holding a tray with a big plate on it, probably just out of the pot, and the hot air on the plate was rushing.

I really don't know why, she has to use such a big plate in such a small restaurant, dishes or something, is it good to have a big plate?!

Ye Zhichen's eyebrows furrowed deeply, and his eyes stared at Lan Xianshu who was also following the trend that day.

Her slender arms held the heavy tray, and she walked with hurried and careful care as if she had snatched a child from her mother's hands with a big task.

From his direction, her scalded red fingers and bruised arms could be seen.

Pushing away the girl standing in front of him who had been staring at him, he strode in her direction.

Lan Xian was so busy that she had completely forgotten his existence, and with his arrogant nature, she should not stay when she left indifferently.

He walked like a gust of wind, sweeping over thousands of mountains and rivers, straight in her direction, as if he was the hero who could go to the soup for the heroine in the martial arts drama he had seen before, but, that hero, is he?

Her gaze rested on his face empty, as if looking through his face to another time.

It's just that.

Ye Zhichen lowered his gaze slightly, looking at the foot sticking out in front of her.

"Small." Heart.

His voice was like a silent movie, with an elongated movement, and the moment she fell, she watched in a trance.

Her screams were as low as those of a cat.

Even after so long, she still hasn't changed, and there will always be some accidents when she sees him, I don't know if it's because she didn't care or . Was completely put on him?!

Lying in his arms again, he didn't apologize and leave like a stranger as he had always hoped.

She looked at him dumbfoundedly.

He hugged her in a strange position, one hand around her waist, and the other reached out to catch the plate that had been shattered on the ground.

The plate was porcelain, and it was hot even when it was held on the edge, and the soup rushed directly to his hand, turning the whole palm red.

In a trance, Gu Xi's screams were in her ears.

Her eyes were full of confusion, and she looked at him stupidly, and saw his arms and palms from his face.

Struggling to escape from his arm, she held his hand, her eyes redder than his burned palms.

Holding his hand, he walked all the way to the sink in the back kitchen, where the water was boiling and had just flowed in strings, and then led his hand under the water.

The water droplets were cold and smashed into his palm, and he slowly frowned.

"Does it hurt?"

She carefully adjusted the size of the water.

"No, it won't." Ye Zhichen stretched out his other intact hand, stroked the hair on the side of her cheek behind her ear, and pressed her lips behind her ear, with a hint of warmth, "Are you hurt?" ”

Lan Xian Shumu shook his head, then looked at his palm, a little worried, "You. Does it still hurt? ”

Ye Zhichen smiled easily, "I'm a man, what's this little injury?!" ”