My rival says he won't marry me

Chapter 231 Are You Going To Suicide In My House?

Otherwise, let's have a hot meal first!
Thinking of this, he also returned to the living room with peace of mind, and waited for dinner.

After about twenty minutes...

There was a hasty knock on the door, and Ji Yao jumped up and hurried to open the door, fearing that the devil in the kitchen would jump out and stop him.

There is a brother, and there will be a back for you when you die in a while!

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Han Qing rushing in with sweat on his brow, grabbing him and staring at him, "Are you alright?"

"No……"

Just as Ji Yao was about to speak...

"Bang—crack! Hiss..."

Suddenly, there was a loud noise like an explosion in the kitchen, followed by something hitting the ceiling and falling heavily to the ground, and there was the sound of water overflowing...

"What happened?" Han Qing asked suspiciously.

How did Ji Yao know?He hurriedly turned around and rushed into the kitchen.

As soon as they arrived at the door, they smelled a strange smell of meat, and then saw a mess in the kitchen.

The lid of the pressure cooker was spinning on the ground, a big bone fell from the ceiling, bounced twice on the floor, and blocked the floor drain. The yellow-brown meat and bone soup overflowed from the pot and slowly moved along the cabinet. Slowly dripping down, leaving a trail of greasy traces.

what's the situation?

His gaze drifted across the mess, to the only person in the kitchen, Devil Xiao.

Xiao Jiuhan's black trousers, white shirt, and his independence from the rest of the world, miraculously "made pork rib soup without dyeing it".

Ji Yao opened his mouth wide, with a blank face: "Didn't you say you can cook?"

Xiao Jiuhan looked at him calmly: "There is something wrong with your pot."

I believe in your evil!

Ji Yao looked indifferent: "...that is what I bought yesterday."

Xiao Jiuhan: "..."

Ji Yao: "..."

The two looked at each other, silently silent.

Ji Yao wailed, turned around and threw himself on Han Qing who was in a daze: "Why is my life so hard?"

Han Qing saw Xiao Jiuhan covering his neck with one hand, and there were dark red blood oozing from between his fingers, staining his fair fingers red.

"You are hurt?"

Xiao Jiuhan was as quiet as a bystander. It seemed that something shot out from the lid of the pot and scratched her neck, but she didn't expect to bleed so much, and now her palms were sticky.

Ji Yao stopped howling when he heard Han Qing's words, and turned around to look at Xiao Jiuhan.

"Fuck, blood! Are you going to commit suicide in my house?"

Xiao Jiuhan saw the nominal fifth younger brother's eyes widened, and leaned over in a hurry, trying to help her cover the wound to stop the bleeding, but he was too timid to reach out to touch her.

"It's over, it's over, if you die, will someone come to settle accounts with me? 120, by the way, Han Qing, call an ambulance, why are you bleeding so much? Could it be that you hurt an artery..."

While muttering, he suddenly went limp and leaned crookedly against the door.

Xiao Jiuhan looked at him indifferently: "I'm not dizzy, why are you dizzy?"

Ji Yao leaned on the door frame and his face turned pale.

Han Qing smiled bitterly: "Ji Yao has been a little dizzy all the time, I think your wound is quite serious, you should go to the hospital as soon as possible!"

While speaking, he supported Ji Yao who was about to slip to the ground.

"Can you drive?"

Han Qing nodded: "I will."

"You drive." When passing by Ji Yao, Xiao Jiuhan kicked him on the calf lightly and lightly, "Nothing!"

Ji Yao pursed his mouth aggrievedly.

Passing by, a faint smile flashed in Xiao Jiuhan's eyes.

(End of this chapter)