Just when her brain began to wander, the knife in her hand cut directly on her finger, and the wound was very deep.
Red blood immediately gushed out from her fingers, and the pain from the cut made Qian slightly grimace.
In the living room, when Shi Jing, who was originally focused on Qian Qianqian, heard her shrill scream, his heart suddenly tightened, and he immediately rushed towards the kitchen without having time to think about it.
Seeing Qian Qianqian's bleeding wound, he frowned, and his heartache and anger radiated from his eyes.
He reached out and pulled Qian Qianqian towards the living room, "Qian Qianqian, where did your mind go when you were chopping vegetables?!!!"
He roared angrily at her. The more distressed he felt, the angrier he became and the darker his face became.
She saw him taking the medicine box with a dark face, squatting down in front of her, and bandaging her. Although he was furious, his bandaging movements were so gentle that he was afraid of hurting her.
Qian Qianqian had seen Shi Jing angry before, but she had never seen him get so angry. For a moment, she felt guilty and did not dare to speak back.
She just lowered her eyes quietly, watching him carefully bandage her wounds, with a bit of anger in his tightened brows.
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Feeling distressed.
Is she feeling distressed? Qian Qianqian asked herself this in her heart. Even though she had said many times that she would no longer be fanciful, the current mirror of time really made her see this.
Maybe Shi Jing is right, he has the final say whether they have an intersection or not. Maybe at this moment, he doesn't necessarily think that they have an intersection, but it just stays at this moment.
She thought this in her heart, and her confusion and melancholy spread again.
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After bandaging her finger, Shi Jing raised his head to look at her. When their eyes met, their hearts skipped several beats.
At this time, Shi Jing's face looked slightly better than at the beginning.
Qian Qianqian's heart beat violently, and she looked away from Shi Jing's gaze with some evasion.
She stood up from the sofa awkwardly, looked in the mirror, and said hesitantly: "I...I'm going to the kitchen to cook."
"Don't go."
Shi Jing pulled her behind her with a calm voice.
Qian Qianqian turned around in confusion, and saw Shi Jing looking at the kitchen with a stern face, and said with a matter-of-fact look:
"I'll do it."
He looked like he knew how to cook.
But when he said these words, Qian Qianqian's body shook involuntarily, "You?!!"
The shock in her eyes and a somewhat unclear look emanated from the corners of her eyes.
Seeing her appearance, Shi Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at her with lowered eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to tell me that you doubt my cooking skills?"
"of course not!!!"
Duplicity, he immediately denied what he was really thinking, but looked towards the kitchen with tears in his eyes.
She didn't doubt his cooking skills, but she was worried that the expensive dishes in the kitchen would be completely destroyed in the hands of Master Shi.
return.
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Also, if the master finishes cooking later, can she choose not to eat?
She vividly remembered that the bowl of porridge that Master almost poisoned her last time. This time, she didn’t want to get food poisoning again, ugh~~~
However, Shi Dashen was satisfied with her answer. He raised his thin lips and turned towards the kitchen.