"Huang Xiaojue, you can even fry steak? Ah... I can't imagine it, I can't imagine it..." Mo Xiaoran looked surprised, and the sighing expression seemed to have seen a miracle in the world.
It seems that Huang Xiaojue is not that bad either...
At least he saved her when she was most dangerous. Even better, he also mastered a skill for a housewife.
Huang Xiaojue said nothing, but just glanced at Mo Xiaoran and said three words quietly, "Wash the dish."
"...what...bullying the patient..." Mo Xiaoran curled her lips and took the plate and walked into the pool with her fate.
In fact, she didn't notice that her tone and movements were full of coquettishness. This was an instinctive dependence...
Suddenly, Huang Xiaojue grabbed her arm and the plate in his hand was also taken away suddenly, "Are you injured?"
"ah?"
Mo Xiaoran looked at her body, and then she noticed that she was still wearing the black skirt, but Huang Xiaojue put on her again a thin white coat.
There were still some blood on the black skirt, and the blood stained on her hands had been carefully washed away by Huang Xiaojue.
Mo Xiaoran moved, and there was no other feeling except for some soreness.
But I don’t know if I have become lazy by this, don’t want to wash dishes, or want to challenge Huang Xiaojue’s temper... In short, Mo Xiaoran lies forcibly-
"Ah... my shoulder hurts... I can't wash the plate anymore... What should I do?"
Mo Xiaoran pretended to cover her right shoulder as she said. In fact, it really didn't hurt at all, and she was not injured. She was just sour and soft, as if she had been tied up by a hemp rope...
Huang Xiaojue frowned. Why did he think Mo Xiaoran was pretending?
She was very enthusiastic when she ate the steak cut!
"You'd better not pretend, otherwise I'll make you tired so much that you're really injured by your right shoulder..."
A cold light shot out from Huang Xiaojue's eyes. After threatening the little girl, he walked to the sink with the plate and began to pick up the brush to brush the plate under Mo Xiaoran's surprised gaze.
Mo Xiaoran didn't listen to his threat at all, snickered, and sneaked into the living room to watch TV leisurely.
A few minutes later, Huang Xiaojue walked out of the kitchen and saw this picture-
Mo Xiaoran leaned leisurely on the sofa, holding the remote control in his right hand and turned it around one by one. No matter how hard he looked, his right shoulder didn't seem to be injured.
Without saying a word, he snatched the remote control in her hand and pressed the turn on the key and turned off the TV.
"Mo Xiaoran, isn't your right shoulder good..."
Huang Xiaojue casually curled the corners of his mouth. In Mo Xiaoran's opinion, that casual and meaningful smile was as gloomy as it was.
"Ah... it hurts... where is it better..." Mo Xiaoran replied weakly, covering his right shoulder with his left hand again.
Huang Xiaojue just stared at her right shoulder, his eyes naked, as if he was about to peel off her clothes.
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