Chapter 1891 (1/2)
”No, I am not good...”
”What's wrong with you? Fortunately you are here, or I will really go to ferred to fight hard.”
He stroked her head with a big hand, and suddenly he smelled a burning smell.
He frowned, ”is the next door moving in? What's the fire
”Ah! Kitchen! ”
She suddenly remembered that the kitchen didn't seem to turn off the fire.
She went down in a hurry, and the porridge she cooked had dried up and now it smelled bad.
She reached out to grab the lid of the pot, the hot life, she did not notice for a while, her hand scalded, immediately electric recovery.
Wen followed up, saw the scene of heartache, first turned off the fire, and then checked her injury.
She didn't care at all, but looked at the mess of the kitchen in agony.
”Do you have common sense, so hot things, you touch them with your hands, and see your hands...”
He was frightened by her, and her ability to respond was really poor.
This time, she just burns her hand. How will she hurt herself next time?
He grabbed her injured finger, and made a big bubble, red, and heartache.
Hearing his reprimand, she felt at once that she had no use at all.
I wanted to make him breakfast, and almost didn't burn the kitchen.
She didn't speak, her head drooped, like a child doing something wrong.
He saw it, and there was no fire at all.
”Want to make breakfast?”
He asked.
”Mm-hmm, I want to make you some breakfast before you wake up.”
”Have you ever been down the kitchen at home?”
”No.”
”Then will you make breakfast?”
”No.” Her voice was even more sad. Did he abandon himself.
She can't do anything, she's got trouble.
”What are you going to do?”
”Porridge Add some rice, add some water, it should be very simple. But I didn't do such a simple thing well. Am I useless? ”
He shook his head gently and rubbed her fluffy and soft hair: ”you just don't want to abandon the porridge without taste, I will make it for you. Would you like to drink soy milk? It seems that there is a bean milk machine at home. ”
”You Don't you get angry with me? You don't think I'm useless? ”
”Do you know what I am angry about? Angry, do you make the kitchen like this? Angry you can't make breakfast? I am angry that you do not cherish yourself, so hot pot cover, you take the hand to pick up, you see your hand, what is it like? ”
”Come on, I'll clean up the wound for you.”
He was full of helplessness in his tone, and he didn't expect that the girl was always in the middle of her heart.
She sat on the sofa, he first pricked the blister, and then carefully attached the bandage.
”Sit here. I'll make breakfast. I don't cook very much. If it's not delicious, you can't abandon it.”
”No, I must eat up, and as long as you make it, it is delicious! Last night's curry meal, I have had the best! ”
She blinked her eyes, saying it was sincere, and seemed to have no water.
She didn't lie. Last night's dinner was the best she had ever had since she was so old.
”OK, I'll get it.”
He went to the kitchen to clean up the mess, wash rice and cook porridge, and then he started cooking soybeans.
”Do you want to cook the beans?”