Chapter 1112 - The Days in Which the House Husband Isn’t at Home (2) (1/2)

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The stir-fry wild vegetables with meat in the wok had turned charred, but later on, as the fire wasn’t strong enough, the liquid from the wild vegetables seeped out, making this dish look like it had been splattered with ink.

Curtis fried the vegetables while feeling worried and having his attention on Bai Qingqing. “You go out. I’ll do it myself.”

Curtis was afraid of heat the most, and even though he wouldn’t hurt from being scalded, Bai Qingqing couldn’t bear to see that and firmly squatted there. Even when Muir wanted to help, she refused him. Because he had been burned by fire before, and his wounds had yet to recover. Coming into contact with high temperatures would affect his recovery.

“No need. It’ll be done very soon.”

Bai Qingqing then puffed out another large mouthful of air. “Boom!” The fire in the stove finally started up again, and the thick smoke instantly became lighter.

Bai Qingqing quickly stood up and panted. She had almost lost her life from all the smoke.

Last night, water had seeped through the woodshed and the firewood had gotten wet. Otherwise, Bai Qingqing wouldn’t be in such a forlorn state.

Bai Qingqing wiped her face, unknowingly printing another black palm onto her face. Looking into the wok, her lips immediately twitched, feeling that her appetite today wasn’t good.

“It’ll be done soon. I’ve added all sorts of condiments, and it’ll be done after stir-frying for a little while,” Curtis said as he turned his head to look toward her. His expression changed slightly, and he couldn’t help but smile.

“Flower female.” Curtis couldn’t help but smile.

When Bai Qingqing heard the term “flower female”, she shuddered as she recalled when she had been dressed up into a flower lady.

Bai Qingqing glared at him and then wiped her face with the back of her hand. Seeing that Curtis was smiling even more brightly, she stomped her foot and then ran toward the small river behind the kitchen.

Muir was washing vegetables by the river when he heard the sound of footsteps. Turning to take a look, his expression turned a little strange as well.

“Is it very dirty?” Bai Qingqing was still at the polite stage with him, so she asked softly as she stood under the roof.

Muir subconsciously wanted to shake his head, but when he saw that Bai Qingqing was so black that only a pair of eyes could be seen, his lips uncontrollably curled up a little amidst the silence.