"You...are not...someone else..." Zhao Yi, whose face turned red due to coughing, found it difficult to hold back a sentence.
"Okay, let me help you get on the bed first, and then go find the burn ointment. You know that your body is still very weak, so don't get out of bed casually. What if you fall and touch the wound? It will really hurt to death and you deserve it.
Already." Qin Ran was helping him get on the bed while thinking to himself, she never knew she could be so wordy, it was all thanks to him.
"I...cough cough cough..." He coughed as soon as he opened his mouth. He originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Qin Ran's half-closed eyes and a gloomy look on his face, he immediately put it in his mouth.
Bian's words were swallowed in his stomach, he didn't want to make her angry.
"You just finished the operation. I know that you are in good health and recovering quickly, but for the past few days, please let me lie on the bed peacefully and have a good rest and recuperate, okay?" Qin Ran helped him lie down on the bed.
Next, he said in a solemn tone.
"OK, who dares to disobey Mayor Qin's order?" Zhao Yi started to smile playfully as soon as he could catch his breath.
"Don't do this to me." Seeing his still pale but smiling face, she couldn't get angry even if she wanted to.
"I must abide by Mayor Qin's orders very seriously, so don't put on a bad face, cough... honey, your porridge seems to be burnt again." Zhao Yi smelled a burnt smell coming from the kitchen.
, a smile immediately appeared on her face, she had the guts to make porridge burnt.
"Oh my God, isn't it? It's burnt again?" Qin Ran roared in frustration when he heard this, and quickly turned around and rushed to the kitchen. What the hell, they were making porridge, and she was making porridge. Why was she always burnt? Just now
She has already cooked it once, and this time again...what the hell, her destiny is so good in this life, she is destined to not be able to step into the kitchen, and can only sit and wait for food.
"How did she cook it?" Although his cooking skills are also very poor, it is obvious that compared to hers, his cooking skills are really good. At least he has never tried to cook porridge and burnt it.
"Damn, what's going on? Why is it burnt again?" Qin Ran ran into the kitchen and quickly turned off the gas switch and opened the lid of the pot. He only smelled a burning smell, even though
No matter how good-tempered she is, she can't help but want to scold others.
She didn't believe that she couldn't even cook a pot of porridge. She gritted her teeth and decided to go to the kitchen, take out the burnt stuff from the pot, then put the rice into the pot, and then put a little more
Water, this time the ingredients have been used up, so she can only boil water with white rice, turn the gas fire to the maximum, and then go back to the room. Unfortunately, it is getting late now, otherwise she can call back and ask the servant.
"Mayor Qin, may I ask, how do you make porridge?" Zhao Yi asked with an incredulous look on his face when he saw her turning back again.
"Put rice and water into the pot, then turn on the heat." Qin Ran said matter-of-factly.
"Have you washed your rice?" Zhao Yi allowed himself to smile and asked.
"Uh, do you need to wash the rice?" She threw it directly into the pot, but does washing the rice have anything to do with burning it?
"How much rice and water did you put in?" Three black lines appeared on Zhao Yi's forehead, but he could still maintain a smile on his face.
"How much rice is added is how much water is added." When she drank porridge in the past, porridge and water seemed to be almost the same.
