Chapter 2289 (1/2)

Zhao Ting lets Zhao Min pull himself out. Rice porridge simmers slowly. The faint fragrance permeates the house. Zhao Min takes out the medicine box and handles the blisters for him. While applying the medicine, he says, ”are you coming to see me or to increase my troubles?”

”I want to help, too. There's no other point.” Zhao Ting didn't expect that he was so useless. He couldn't cook a porridge well. He looked at her and found that her long eyelashes were like two small fans, one fan at a time. Because during this period of time, her face became smaller and smaller.

She smelled the words and sighed: ”OK, now I see it. I'm ok. Go back first.”

”I'm hungry. I cook porridge. I can't go too far without a bowl.”

“…… Are you sure? ”

”Of course.” Zhao Ting stood up. ”I'm almost done. I'll go to Sheng.”

”Oh, no, sit down.” Zhao Min stops him. ”Just like you, let's forget about it. I'll get in trouble again if you save. I'll go.”

Zhao Min walked into the kitchen, first dealt with the mess before, then opened the lid of the pot with gloves, checked the rice porridge situation inside, turned off the fire, took out the dishes again, and filled two bowls of porridge.

When Zhao Ting saw this, he immediately went forward and said, ”I'll bring me.”

”I'll save it. You've dropped my bowl again. Take the spoon.”

”Where is the spoon.”

”In the first drawer under the steamer.”

Zhao Ting took the spoon out, Zhao Min returned to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, loaded two plates of small vegetables out, a plate of pickled vegetables, a plate of fermented bean curd.

”There's nothing to eat at home. You can make do with it.”

Zhao Ting looked at the bowl of light porridge and two dishes in front of him. He didn't dislike them, but nodded seriously: ”it looks good.”

Zhao Min didn't speak. She drank porridge with pickled mustard. The hot porridge warmed her stomach, which relieved her depression these days. Zhao Ting didn't think it was so inconvenient. But when he put the whole piece of fermented beancurd into his bowl, she was depressed: ”Hey, it's not for you to eat alone. You can leave some for me.”

”Take it. I didn't expect this porridge would be so delicious with bean curd.”

”You don't eat such a precious flower. It's natural that you don't eat it. How can you see it every day?” Zhao Min drooped her eyes and said softly.

Hearing this, Zhao Ting looked at her: ”how can I be so precious? How can you tell me that I have no common sense of life?”

”Isn't it?”

Good end drink porridge, result because of these three words and two words, Zhao Ting's anger immediately came up: ”originally I in your eyes unexpectedly so useless.”

Zhao Min's expression is light: ”am I wrong?”

Zhao Ting left with chopsticks.

Zhao Min sat at the dinner table, listening to the bang from the door, and the spoon in his hand also shook, making a crisp crash.

She immediately put down her spoon, pressed her temple, and took a breath. She knew that it would provoke Zhao Ting, but she said it again. It was like a beast in her heart was forcing her to say whatever she said. She felt that her mood was worse than before.

Zhao tingqi rushes away from Zhao Min's home and goes downstairs. He still looks angry. It's really a dog that bites LV Dongbin and doesn't know good people.

He went to visit her and cooked porridge for her. As a result, the woman didn't show any gratitude. She stabbed him with words. She looked down at the gauze in her palm. He tore it apart angrily, and accidentally squeezed the biggest blister, which made him jump for a moment.