After taking the medicine box and bandaging Aunt Qiu's finger, Lin Chunchun said with concern: "Aunt Qiu, let me make lunch. If your finger has a wound, don't get it wet."
"Yes, Aunt Qiu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say these words to hurt you. I'll help Chunyue cook." Wu Xiaocao also said with a guilty look.
Aunt Qiu glanced at Wu Xiaocao, then at Lin Chunchen's worried expression, and then nodded: "Okay, I'll watch from the side."
Lin Chunchun then turned from worry to smile and nodded: "Well, my craft is not very good, and I just need Aunt Qiu to teach me."
Wu Xiaocao quickly pulled Lin Chunyun aside, with a face full of shame, and kept admitting her mistakes: "Chunchun, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have said the wrong thing, I'm sorry, can you forgive me?"
Lin Chunchun patted her friend's shoulder and said softly: "Xiaocao, I don't blame you. I know you didn't mean it. Okay, don't apologize. We are friends."
Seeing that Lin Chunchen really didn't doubt herself, Wu Xiaocao felt relieved. However, only she knew best whether she really said the wrong thing. When she saw Aunt Qiu walking up, she couldn't help but think
Say the wrong thing to ruin Lin Chunchen's happiness at the moment.
Aunt Qiu's finger was injured, so lunch was cooked by Lin Chunchen and Wu Xiaocao's poor craftsmanship. Fortunately, Aunt Qiu was there to guide her, so the dishes she made were still edible, and she was full without force. She put them away.
After eating the dishes and chopsticks, Aunt Qiu went into the room to take a nap.
Lin Chunchen and Wu Xiaocao were still sitting and chatting, talking about the happy times they had together in the past. Before they knew it, the day had passed.
It was already dark outside the window before the two of them ended their conversation. At first glance, it was already dark.
Suddenly, a strong headlight flashed in front of the door. Lin Chunchen looked outside the door in surprise and frowned: "He's back."
Lin Chun Chun was slightly startled by what Lin Chun Chun said about him. She had never met Hou Yaoning seriously. She had always seen him in magazines and on TV. She knew that he was very handsome and was once on the annual celebrity list.
The first golden bachelor, an outstanding man with both beauty and talent.
Today, I finally got to see my true face, and I couldn't help but feel a little excited.
Hou Yaoning walked into the living room playing with the car keys, and suddenly found a strange girl sitting on the sofa.
"My friend, Wu Xiaocao." Lin Chunchun was still having a cold war with him, but politely, she still introduced him.
Hou Yaoning nodded towards Wu Xiaocao and said lightly: "Stay with her well, she has been bored recently."
Wu Xiaocao looked at Hou Yaoning's cold and handsome face and was even more surprised when he heard his lukewarm words.
No, is this couple's way of getting along too cold?
Hou Yaoning went upstairs directly, but Wu Xiaocao was still shocked by his noble temperament. Looking at each other at such a close distance, there was really an infatuating temperament.
"What's wrong with you?" Wu Xiaocao felt something was wrong and couldn't help but ask Lin Chunchen in a low voice.
Lin Chunchen sighed and said bitterly: "We had a quarrel!"
"Why was there a quarrel? What happened?" Wu Xiaocao was even more curious. She wanted to know any news about Lin Chunchen.
"It's nothing. Husbands and wives often quarrel over trivial matters." Lin Chunchun did not dare to tell Xiaocao about seeing Hou Yaoning's ambiguous text messages. Firstly, she was afraid that Xiaocao would laugh at her. Secondly, she was afraid that Xiaocao would laugh at her.
, she really can’t speak out about such a family scandal.
Wu Xiaocao was a little disappointed when she didn't get the answer she wanted to hear, but she quickly cheered up again and was satisfied with everything she saw with her eyes.
It turns out that although Lin Chunchun lives in such a luxurious villa, her husband does not love her. Such a life is actually very painful.
Wu Xiaocao's previous envy was less, and more of a drama-watching mentality.
Aunt Qiu insisted on making dinner, but was strongly stopped by Lin Chunchen. In the end, she cooked the meal. This time, because Hou Yaoning went home and she was restless, the meal was even more delicious.
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Hou Yaoning sat downstairs. When he saw a table of strange things, he just frowned and sat down without saying anything.
Aunt Qiu smiled at the side and said: "These are pure craftsmanship, you can see if they taste good?"
Lin Chunchun stood aside and looked at Hou Yaoning nervously. She had no confidence in her craftsmanship at all. If he said it tasted terrible, he was telling the truth and she wouldn't mind.
However, selfishly, I still hope that he can accept his clumsy craftsmanship. It may not be delicious, but at least... eat a little.
Wu Xiaocao looked on proudly, ready to laugh. A noble man like Hou Yaoning must have very picky tastes.
With Lin Chunchen's subpar craftsmanship, she almost wanted to vomit just looking at it, let alone putting it into her mouth. It would definitely taste awful.
Hou Yaoning picked up the chopsticks, raised his black eyes slightly, fell on Lin Chunchen's face, and asked with a smile: "Did you do it?"
Lin Chunchun's face tightened, her lips curled slightly, and she nodded.
Wu Xiaocao hurriedly smiled and said: "Maybe there is too much salt, but it should be okay!"
Lin Chunchen looked at Hou Yaoning's half-smiling expression, and as soon as he stepped forward to pick up the dishes, he wanted to pour it into the trash can.
She doesn't want to be embarrassed again, especially in front of her friends. In that case, she really won't be able to hold her head high.
"What are you doing?" A big hand pressed her small hand violently, and Hou Yaoning asked with a frown.
Lin Chunchun said anxiously: "It's nothing. This dish is very unpalatable. I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to eat it, so I just poured it out."
"I haven't eaten yet, how do you know I can't eat? Leave it alone, I've been busy all day and haven't eaten lunch yet. Don't you still want me to have dinner?" Hou Yaoning said with an unhappy look on his face.
"Uh..." Lin Chunchun couldn't help but be startled, no way, this person came back hungry?
I'm really sorry, she can only do this.
Aunt Qiu looked at it and said happily: "Chen Chun, you'd better not fall over. What a pity. The young master will definitely like to eat it."
Wu Xiaocao glanced at Aunt Qiu strangely, wasn't this obviously telling lies? Hou Yaoning would definitely not eat it.
Lin Chunchen had no choice but to let go and said calmly: "Then you won't be full just by looking at it."
Hou Yaoning stretched out his chopsticks gracefully, picked up a piece of meat, put it into his mouth and chewed it. Everyone looked at him with bated breath.
Lin Chunchen hoped that if he didn't taste good, he would spit it out quickly and avoid being forced.
Aunt Qiu hopes that she can pretend to eat, at least not to disappoint Chaity.
Wu Xiaocao hoped that he would spit it out quickly and then say it tasted terrible.
Hou Yaoning's sexy thin lips were still moving. After a long time, he nodded: "It's not bad, it tastes pretty good."
Lin Chunchen's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Wu Xiaocao whispered: "It's impossible."
Hou Yaoning had already turned to Aunt Qiu and said, "Give me a bowl of rice, I'm starving to death."
Aunt Qiu responded with a smile on her face, secretly happy in her heart that the young master really gave me face.
