Chapter 50 Rare Tenderness

Her eyes were as bright as crystal, and also added a kind of glazed color.

Sweet and soft, like a fudge.

Once again, Qiu Li's calm heart wavered, and he stepped forward and entered the kitchen.

Seeing him coming in, Yang Nuannuan panicked, "Honey, don't come in, the smell of oily smoke is super strong here, it's really bad, you should go out soon."

The main reason was that she was really frightened by Qiu Li, she walked and walked without making a sound, and she was busy cooking, so she had no energy to deal with him.

And Qiu Li was like a bear child, he didn't listen to her at all, and insisted on entering the kitchen with a strong smell of oily smoke.

For his arrival, Yang Nuannuan was a little bit resistant, but she still showed joy on her face, "Husband, stay away from the pot, I'm burning oil, and I'm going to throw the green vegetables in for frying later."

"Zizzy-"

At this time, the oil had reached the boiling point, and it was tumbling non-stop, and hot oil and water splashed out from time to time. Yang Nuannuan kept Qiu Li away while pouring the small green vegetables into it.

"Zi-Zi-Zi-"

Oil and water splashed quickly, because there were more people in the kitchen, Yang Nuannuan was suddenly distracted, and the splashed oil and water splashed directly on the back of her hand. In an instant, the back of her hand became red and blistered.

Yang Nuannuan's complexion changed, and he gritted his teeth in pain, "It hurts..."

It's so difficult for her, even if she cooks for Qiu Li, she will be splashed with oil and water.

Yang Nuannuan turned on the tap, trying to wash the wound by herself.

At this time, Qiu Li had already grabbed her injured hand, and gently stroked the blisters on it. Seeing her shrinking in pain, his eyes darkened, and he immediately helped her wash the wound with a gentle manner.

The cool water washed the fiery wound, but the wrist that Qiu Li was holding seemed to be a little hotter.

Yang Nuannuan was stunned for a few seconds, and finally thought of looking sideways at Qiu Li.

I saw that although his eyes were dark, he was extremely serious, as if he was dealing with important documents in the company.

Totally weird.

Make her completely uncomfortable.

His image of the big villain has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and now he is suddenly gentle and a bit difficult to adapt to. Could it be that the book given a few days ago really worked?
Yang Nuannuan's eyes flickered, and she said sweetly: "Honey, I'll wash it myself, and you help me stir fry the green vegetables, they're almost burnt, I can even smell a burnt smell!"

Qiu Li acted as if he didn't hear, and still washed her wound with a stubborn look.

The underside of the small green vegetables in the pot has been charred, and an unpleasant smell fills the kitchen.

Mama Zhang smelled the burning smell and came to the door of the kitchen to take a look. Yang Nuannuan acted as if seeing a savior, and said, "Mama Zhang, turn off the fire quickly, or the pot will explode if it continues to burn."

Hearing this, Mama Zhang rushed in and turned off the fire, and put the pot in another sink to rinse.

"Honey, it's alright, you don't need to wash it anymore." Yang Nuannuan felt that the back of her hand was no longer so hot, she suppressed the discomfort in her heart, and said, "Now let's go out and pierce the blister, and then apply the ointment."

Qiu Li grabbed her hand and led her out of the kitchen.

Yang Nuannuan suddenly felt like a seriously ill patient who needed help to get out of the kitchen!

She asked Mama Zhang for a thin needle, and took out a recently researched ointment that was good for wounds.

The ointment that has been polished with golden fingers, the pain is relieved after application, and even scars will not be left in the future.

Yang Nuannuan pushed Liaopao away, and the pain made her frown and grin.

"Clumsy." Qiu Li looked at it coldly, then unscrewed the ointment and applied it on the back of her hand.

The cool ointment was immediately absorbed by the wound. It was painful at first, but now there is no pain. Looking at his slender fingers, Yang Nuannuan flattened his mouth and said, "If it wasn't for my birthday meal, I wouldn't be splashed with oil and water." , Husband doesn't feel sorry for me, it's fine, how can you make sarcastic remarks?"

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(End of this chapter)

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