Feng Churui was originally leaning lazily on the door frame. Seeing her retreating action, he rushed up a few times and pulled her into his arms before she was about to hit the boiling pot.

He lowered his head, his voice reproached: "How old is he who is so rude in his work?"

"Who made you suddenly scare me..." she murmured in a low voice.

"What's wrong with the hand?" Seeing her covering her fingers, Feng Churui frowned: "Let's take a look."

Wu Xuewei pitifully stretched out her broken skin-bleeding fingers to him and flattened her mouth: "It hurts..."

Feng Churui lowered his head and took her finger in his mouth.

He licked the blood that had been emerging and confirmed that it would not bleed again. He let her go, with a faint reproach: "Go and bandage it with a bandaid, go out and sit and wait, I'll do it."

"Oh..." Wu Xuewei responded blankly, then held the finger and turned around to the restaurant to sit down. His wet and hot mouth and his slippery and soft tongue were lingering in his mind...

She was frightened by him!

I didn't expect him to do such a close act.

Staring at her fingers that were no longer bleeding, she kept giggling, looking so ok.

Soon, Feng Churui cooked a bowl of fragrant noodles and took it out, put it in front of her. When he saw her still holding finger, he held his forehead with a headache: "Didn't you ask you to bandage yourself with a bandaid? It's going to be cured just by looking at it?"

When he said that, she remembered that she had been staring at her fingers just now, forgot to put on the Band-Aids, Wu Xuewei held her hands on the table and stood up suddenly to find the medicine box.

Her finger pressed on the table, causing her to get angry, as if she was afraid of his reproach, she glanced at him secretly, covered her fingers pitifully and ran to find the medicine box.

Like most girls, she is afraid of pain. I remember that when I was a child, my fingers were so painful that she cried for a long time. Now that I am older, I am not as embarrassed as I was when I was a child. When the pain is painful, I dare to cry without caring.

Holding the finger stiffly, Wu Xuewei sat on the carpet and took out the band-aid from the medicine box. A few fingers suddenly became dissonant. She finally tore the glue sticker. She kept changing the position of her fingers and gestured how to stick them more conveniently.

"I'll do it." The long fingers with clear joints stretched out to pull the Band-Aid away. Feng Churui squatted in front of her, and the Band-Aid was placed on the injured finger twice, and then it was pasted.

He lowered his head and cleaned up the medicine box and put it back in place: "Don't touch the wound, change the bandage to another three hours, otherwise there will be bacteria."

"I understand." Wu Xuewei looked at the band-aid that was neatly pasted, lowered her head and smiled secretly, then got up and went to the restaurant to have noodles.

I have to praise his craftsmanship, both color, fragrance and taste, and first-class cooking skills!

Wu Xuewei doesn't like eating noodles very much. If it weren't for the limited ingredients and ability, she wouldn't have chosen to cook noodles to deal with hungry stomachs. But what he made was different, and even the soup was very sweet. She ate all the whole bowl of noodles, and only half of the soup was left.

"Aren't you sleeping?" After eating, she left the restaurant and saw him sitting on the sofa in the living room drinking water. Based on everything he did for herself, she asked.

I regretted it immediately after asking.

What does it have to do with her whether he sleeps or not?

"No hurry." He said quietly, then hooked at her: "Come here."

Wu Xuewei looked at him vigilantly: "What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!