Lady, your space is blown up

Chapter 370 Want to do it for yourself completely, right?

There were only Mo Zifan and Zhu Yunxi in the kitchen, Mrs. Wang and Wen Liang went out with other dishes, Su Liuer just came from the house, and she brought Zhu Hongan to wash her hands.

Smelling the aroma of boiled fish, she came over to have a look.

"I made it." Zhu Yunxi calmly put down the iron spoon pouring oil, quite like a chef.

Su Liu'er raised her brows lightly, and walked over to take a look at the steaming boiled fish, it really looked like that.

"You did it all?" Su Liuer asked.

Zhu Yunxi nodded, subconsciously raised his chin slightly, and anyone who is not blind can see that he is very proud.

"This looks good, but I don't know if the taste is good, so hurry up and let everyone have a taste." Su Liuer said to Mo Zifan.

Mo Zifan immediately obediently picked up the boiled fish and went out. He walked steadily and quickly, and Zhu Hongan, who had washed his hands, followed him and left.

Only Zhu Yunxi and Su Liuer were left in the kitchen.

Su Liuer looked down at Zhu Yunxi's hand.

When Zhu Yunxi found out, he immediately wanted to hide his hands.

Su Liu'er stretched out her hand and directly grabbed his right wrist, Zhu Yunxi was taken aback for a moment, then forgot that she wanted to do something, and let her hold his hand and look up.

There were two blisters on the back of the hand, and there were many red spots.

"Did you deal with it immediately?" Su Liuer raised her eyes to Zhu Yunxi and asked.

Zhu Yunxi withdrew her hand and said uncomfortably: "It's just a small matter. I'll be fine after picking out the blisters. It will be fine in a few days."

"You don't want Mo Zifan to cook boiled fish for you because of the wound, do you? You want to do it for yourself, right?"

The back of Zhu Yunxi's hand looked like it had been splashed with oil. Mo Zifan must have known that at this time, he had to rinse the wound with cold water, which could relieve the pain and prevent blisters from forming.

But rinsing is not just a matter of just rinsing, it will definitely delay the continued cooking of this dish.

So he endured the pain and ignored it.

Su Liuer's guess was right, that's what Zhu Yunxi thought.

But he looked at Su Liuer's serious and displeased gaze, pursed his lips and lowered his eyes from the heart, and dared not say yes.

"Do you have something to treat wounds in your room?" Su Liuer asked.

Zhu Yunxi nodded obediently.

"Let's go, go and treat the wound before eating." Su Liuer turned and left.

Zhu Yunxi followed, and said cautiously: "Why don't you finish eating."

"Shut up!" Su Liu'er softly shouted without looking back.

Zhu Yunxi: ...

so fierce.

Su Liuer and Zhu Yunxi passed the living room, Su Liuer let the others eat first, and she and Zhu Yunxi went to treat the wound.

For a rough old man like Zhu Yunxi, it's a trivial matter for these two blisters to be slightly scalded.

Even for Su Liuer, this is a trivial matter.

She had suffered many injuries in her previous life, and a bullet had shot into her chest, but she still survived, and there was not much good skin on her body before.

This injury is really nothing.

But for some reason.

When she saw him do this to make her a boiled fish.

She was indescribably depressed, unhappy, and even a little angry.

She didn't know why she was angry, anyway, she felt angry when she saw Zhu Yunxi now.

So tell him to shut up, she doesn't want to listen to him.

Su Liu'er burned it on the fire with a thin needle for a while, and then pricked the blister with the tip of the needle, Zhu Yunxi's expression did not change.

Su Liuer frowned, picked up the prepared wine for sterilization and poured it directly.

This time Zhu Yunxi frowned.

(End of this chapter)