No matter what, let’s fill our stomachs and survive first.
Jiang Weiwei lowered her head and took a sip. The porridge went into her mouth and the taste wandered on her tongue. A strange taste made her frown. Where her eyes fell, she saw a small burn on Xiang Yutian's index finger.
of blisters.
"Is this your first time cooking?" Jiang Weiwei asked doubtfully.
"How do you know it was cooked by me?" Xiang Yutian was shocked, and then he laughed evilly, his eyebrows raised, and he found the answer for himself, "There is a clear connection between the minds."
He really cooked it with his own hands...
The porridge is made by people from Haikou, but the ingredients are very uneven, so the taste is a little strange.
Among the people she knew, only Xiang Yutian was obsessed with this kind of porridge.
"The blisters on your hands were also caused by the burns caused by cooking porridge?" Jiang Weiwei asked.
Xiang Yutian stared at her steadily, with a coquettish smile on his lips, "Are you distressed?"
"..."
Jiang Weiyi glanced at him indifferently and said nothing.
How could someone be so stupid that even cooking a bowl of porridge can cause blisters on their hands? How is it done?
"Keep eating." Xiang Yutian was in a very good mood and took another mouthful of porridge and handed it to her lips.
"I'm full."
Jiang Weiyi tilted his head indifferently.
A man who almost pushed her to hell asked her to eat something he cooked because she was afraid of choking to death.
"You won't eat what I cooked?" The smile on Xiang Yutian's lips turned cold.
"I'm full."
"Miaomiao, it's either Porridge or me." He pinched her chin and forced her to face her face. A monster's face fell in front of her eyes, and his lips directly pressed against it...
"Porridge." Jiang Weiwei chose resignedly.
"So good."
He stayed only half an inch away from her lips, his eyes flashed with success, and he continued to scoop the porridge and feed it to her.
Jiang Weiwei stared at him indifferently, eating all the porridge in one mouthful, watching his slender fingers pick up a tissue and wipe it carefully on her lips twice, then peel off a piece of chewing gum and forcefully stuff it into her lips.
In the mouth.
He has never done these things before.
He is the aloof Master Xiang, the underworld leader who makes everyone around him bow down.
Then the man in front of me is...
Has she traveled through time?
"Miaomiao, spit it out." Xiang Yutian handed two tissues to her lips, his dark eyes never leaving her face...
Jiang Weiwei opened his mouth and spit out the gum.
Xiang Yutian folded the tissue in half, wrapped it, threw it into the trash can, got up and walked to the bathroom.
After a while, Xiang Yutian came out of the bathroom and wiped his slender fingers with a tissue. He performed the simple movements with extreme elegance.
"Hand out."
Throwing the tissue into the trash can, Xiang Yutian sat back on the bed again, his eyes fell on her face, his voice was not serious, but it still had a commanding tone.
"do what?"
"Cut your nails." Xiang Yutian had a pair of nail clippers in his hand, shining with a faint silver light.
"What?" Jiang Weiwei was stunned.
She was hit on the head by him, did she have an illusion?
"Are you surprised too many times today?" Xiang Yutian curled his lips evilly, took her hand and began to cut her nails, pinching her fingers with one hand and gently cutting off her slightly longer nails with the other.
.
He is very good at cutting nails, and he can cut her nails into a gentle and beautiful shape in just two cuts.
As expected, he is a man with mysophobia and can handle small details well.