Sweet concubine ninety-nine

Chapter 114 Little lover, you come to me 4
Ah? ?

After hearing his words, Mu Jiujiu was slightly taken aback, and for a moment didn't know how to answer.

When she went to the kitchen just now, she really wanted to cook a dish by herself on a whim, but before she was about to cook, she suddenly remembered that when she was in the carriage just now, Bei Chenyue snatched her meat buns.

What if Bei Chenyue robbed her of a dish after she managed to cook it? ?

So she specifically asked Haifeng what His Highness likes to eat and what he doesn't like to eat.

After inquiring clearly, she specially picked a dish that Bei Chenyue didn't like to cook, but the kitchen caught fire before the dish was cooked.

Hey... also a sigh.

However, Bei Chen noticed that she didn't know how to answer, and thought she was being shy.

So someone's mood suddenly improved.

For the sake of her trying so hard to cook a dish for himself, he should reluctantly let her feed him.

Thinking of this, Bei Chen went to the table and sat down, then raised his chin and said to Mu Jiujiu, "Sit, why are you still standing?"

"Oh……"

Mu Jiujiu was relieved to see that Bei Chenyue didn't continue to ask if she cooked for him specially.

She walked to Bei Chenyue's side, and when she was about to sit down, Bei Chenyue suddenly said to her casually, "You can pour me a cup of hot tea first."

"Okay." Mu Jiujiu responded, put the tray in her hand on the table, turned around and walked to the desk in the room, picked up the teapot, and brought out a cup of boiling hot tea.

Then he carried it carefully, returned to Bei Chenyue, handed it to him and said, "Your Highness, please have some tea."

"En." Bei Chenyue replied lightly, and when he stretched out his right hand to take the cup of hot tea in Mu Jiujiu's hand, his elbow accidentally touched the cup of tea that Mu Jiujiu had just placed on the table. tray.

The tray fell from the table and hit Mu Jiujiu's feet impartially.

Mu Jiujiu subconsciously hid to the side, and the cup of scalding hot tea in her hand was mercilessly spilled on Bei Chenyue's right hand.

"Hiss—" Bei Chen took a deep breath, quickly swung his right hand, and stood up from the table.

Damn... so hot! !Hayate, did you pour the freshly boiled hot water into the kettle! ?

"Your Highness! Your Highness, are you alright!?" Mu Jiujiu saw that the cup of hot tea was spilled on Bei Chenyue's hands without reservation, she quickly put down the teacup in her hand, looked at him helplessly, her voice was full of concern asked.

"I...it's fine..." Bei Chenyue gritted his teeth while gasping for air, and replied with a painful expression.

"Why is it all right? This is freshly boiled hot water!!" Mu Jiujiu hurried forward, glanced at his red right hand, and immediately turned his head to Gaifeng who was guarding outside: "Gaofeng, Get a basin of cold water quickly!"

"Yes!" Gaifeng replied, and after a while, he returned to the door of the room with a basin of cold water.

Mu Jiujiu took the basin of cold water in Haifeng's hand, and quickly returned to Bei Chenyue's side, then grabbed his wrist, pressed his scalded right hand into the basin and said, "Rinse with cold water quickly, or else you'll , it will be blisters in a while."

(End of this chapter)