"Xia Changyue, why are you uncomfortable, please make it clear before crying!" Yan Chengchi looked at the woman who suddenly threw herself in his arms and cried into water, his eyebrows twisted into a line.

He stretched out his hand to lift her out of his arms and let her stand in front of him obediently.

First, I lowered my head and checked the fingers she had cut. Looking at the unstoppable blood stains, my face became even more ugly.

He led her out of the kitchen, took out the medicine box from the room, and bandaged that finger.

"Yan Chengchi, I hurt a finger, you wrapped a hand..." Xia Changyue sobbed, and saw the hand he wrapped into a bun.

"You also know that you hurt a finger? You cried like this. People who didn't know thought you had a hand chopped off." Yan Chengchi's thin lips opened slightly and he snorted coldly.

"..." Can you still chat happily?

She was hurt, and he was still so venomous.

Xia Changyue pulled her hand back, quickly untied the gauze, took a band-aid from the medicine box, wrapped the cut fingers, and stood up from the sofa.

"Where else do you want to go?" Yan Chengchi frowned tightly, pressing her back on the sofa without thinking.

Her hands were cut, so she didn't give him a break!

Did you really cut your hands before you knew you were afraid?

"Going to cook, my dishes are not ready." Xia Changyue stubbornly stood up again from the sofa, turned and walked to the kitchen.

After walking a few steps, Yan Chengchi picked him up from behind and threw it back on the sofa.

"Sit down for me, what do you want to eat, I'll cook it for you." Yan Chengchi reached out and took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned the shirt collar and cuffs.

Roll up your sleeves and walk into the kitchen.

Xia Changyue followed him and protested a little anxiously.

"Yan Chengchi, I want to do it for you myself! I'm fine, it's just a finger, it's not the first time to cut it..." Xia Changyue was halfway through, realizing something, and stopped abruptly.

She took it quickly, but Yan Chengchi had already heard it.

The stalwart body paused, turned her head, staring at her palm-sized face, her eyes dimmed.

Reached out and clasped the back of her head, "I didn't take care of you. I won't do it anymore."

"No, it's none of your business, I just..." Xia Changyue leaned in his arms, anxiously trying to explain, but in the end, Yan Chengchi was locked out of the kitchen door and watched him **** it. The position of own chef.

Xia Changyue's fingers were injured and he was full and drunk. He didn't even need to wash the bowls.

Looking at the man standing in the kitchen washing the dishes, she put her frustrated hands on her cheeks, looked at his noble back, sighing.

He looks like this, if someone sees him, he will surely make his eyes fall out of fright.

Who would have thought that Chi Shao, who is omnipotent in the mall, is still such a considerate man in private...

As if sensing her admiring gaze, the man who was washing the dishes suddenly raised his head and looked in this direction.

Capturing her admiring eyes, the corners of her mouth evoke a wicked smile, washing dishes and washing harder...

"Xia Changyue, just tell me if you love me, don't hold back, I allow you to confess to me a hundred times a day." Yan Chengchi came out of the kitchen, took the tissue from her hand, wiped her hands, turned around and pressed her to the door frame Up, staring down at her clean eyes.

She lowered her head and blocked her lips.