250 Raids: There's a girl next door

Pei Ruomian reached out and pushed Cheng Changke.

I feel so blocked, why are you so close to her, you can't keep your excellent ability in your heart, why are you showing off in front of her.

Seeing this, the people working in the kitchen consciously went out with their work.

Pushed by Pei Ruomian, Cheng Changke staggered two steps back and stood firm. Seeing Pei Ruomian's eyes were red, she pursed her lips helplessly.

Pull down the eyelids, bend down and put Sisi on the ground.

Sisi looked up at Cheng Yuke, blinked her watery eyes, frowned slightly, pouted her small mouth, wondering what happened to him suddenly, why didn't she stop smiling.

Cheng Yanke patted the little guy's head lightly with his big palm, "Sisi is here with aunt, and father Cheng is going out first."

Sisi nodded, "Oh".

Pei Ruomian had already turned around, and fried shrimp with chopsticks again.

Cheng Changke looked at her petite back with a hint of love in her eyes. After watching for two seconds, she turned and walked towards the door.

"Too little water?" Pei Ruomian took the bowl for mixing flour, stirred it twice with chopsticks, and said to himself.

After thinking about it, just add some water.

I took some water with an empty bowl and poured it into the flour.

The frying pan was getting cooked, she smelled the smell and hurriedly took out the chopsticks from the bowl to pick up the fried shrimps in the pan.

Unexpectedly, the chopsticks were stained with water and dripped into the pot.

The hot oil splashed into the water and splashed onto her hands and face.

She screamed in terror.

"what……"

"aunt!"

Cheng Changke just walked out of the kitchen, and when she heard Pei Ruomian's cry, she almost didn't think about it, turned around and rushed into the kitchen quickly.

The oil in the pan was still crackling, getting worse and worse.

Pei Ruomian doesn't cook much, and has never encountered such a situation. She didn't know what to do for a while, and put her head in her hands in fright.

Fried spots all over the place.

Cheng Changke 'flyed' to Pei Ruomian's side in the blink of an eye, hugged her with both hands to protect her in his arms, and used his back to shield her from the oil.

"Don't be afraid, it's fine."

Knowing that she must be terrified, after all, she is a young lady who is used to being served by others. She doesn't cook, so she must be helpless in this situation.

"It's your fault. You said there was too little water." Pei Ruomian's tears were worthless, and she cried as she spoke, partly from fright, partly from grievance and discomfort.

Holding Cheng Changke's waist tightly with both hands, since he threw himself into his arms, she will hug her first.

Cheng Yanke didn't refute, she nodded and admitted her mistake, "Blame me, blame me."

It's his fault, he shouldn't tease her too much, knowing that she can't cook, he always finds fault with her, and never praises her once.

And every time he picked a mistake, she would correct it. In fact, she had already done a good job.

The sound of the oil in the pot is getting smaller and smaller, and it will be fine if the little water is gone.

Cheng Changke slowly let go of Pei Ruomian, and lowered her head to check her face first.

Pei Ruomian had two big red dots on the left side of his face, it was obvious that it was about to blister.

Cheng Yanke's heart tightened, she raised her hand, and touched the red spot on her face with her thumb.

Pei Ruomian hissed, feeling a little pain, she instinctively tilted her head.

A pair of peach blossom eyes are watery, the long eyelashes are wet, and the lips are like two fresh red petals, which makes people feel distressed.

"Go out and apply some medicine." Cheng Changke took Pei Ruomian's hand and led her outside.

"It hurts." Pei Ruomian withdrew her hand, lowered her head, and looked at the back of her hand with lowered eyelids.

On the back of the white hand is a large piece of oily, shiny red,