Wei Qing's pupils shrank, and he suddenly put his arms around the boy's waist, and hugged him towards himself.
He stretched his hand too far, and the back of his hand suddenly touched the edge of the high-temperature casserole. The violent burning sensation made the man gasp, but even so, the strength he held on to the boy's waist did not relax at all.
Yan Chuyang panted in his arms in shock, and after realizing it, he quickly pushed Wei Qing's shoulder away and said, "Are you alright?"
Wei Qing pushed him aside, with a gloomy face: "Enough of the trouble, get out!"
Yan Chuyang muttered in bewilderment: "Why am I making trouble? I just want to taste the soup for you, who knew you would react so... Wei Qing!" The boy paused and yelled loudly Said, "Your hand was burned?"
Wei Qing put his hands under the faucet, let the rushing cold water flow over the back of his hands, and said casually, "It's nothing, just a small injury."
"Why is it a small injury?!" Yan Chuyang rushed over anxiously. When he saw the man's red-hot wound, his face turned pale and he grabbed his wrist directly, "Go, I'll give you medicine!"
Wei Qing gritted his teeth: "It's okay, let go."
"No!" Yan Chuyang turned off the faucet and grabbed his hand, "You can't pour water, you need medicine!"
The man jumped up and shouted, "Bring me the water! Yan Chuyang, you really want to hurt me to death, don't you!"
Yan Chuyang was frightened by his irritable tone, and turned on the faucet in a panic, "I'm sorry. You soak, you soak."
Wei Qing clenched his jaw, raised his chin with a calm expression, and said, "I have burn ointment in the bedside table in my bedroom. It's a white tube. Bring it here."
Yan Chuyang hummed, and quickly turned to get the ointment.
As soon as the boy left, Wei Qing's tense shoulders suddenly collapsed, his face was slightly grim and he kept breathing.
It hurts so much, it really hurts so much!
"Wei Qing, Wei Qing, the medicine is here, the medicine is here."
Hearing the shout, Wei Qing quickly put away his painful expression, and said expressionlessly: "Bring it, just bring it, what are you shouting for?"
Yan Chuyang handed it to him, "Aren't I afraid of your pain, am I in a hurry?"
Wei Qing snorted, "This kind of pain is nothing, it's nothing serious."
Seeing a large area of redness and swelling on the back of the man's hand, Yan Chuyang frowned distressedly and said, "Let me do it for you, because you are inconvenient with one hand."
"No need." After finishing speaking, Wei Qing unscrewed the bottle of the medicine tube with one hand, and squeezed the white ointment onto the back of his hand clumsily.
Seeing his difficult appearance, Yan Chuyang leaned closer again: "Don't be polite to me, let me help you." Saying that, the boy raised his hand to touch the back of Wei Qing's hand again.
Seeing the boy's white and slender fingers, Wei Qing's eyebrows twitched suddenly, and he raised his voice and shouted: "Get away from me!"
Yan Chuyang froze there, pinched the hem of his trousers at a loss, and murmured: "Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't want to touch you, I just, just wanted to squeeze the ointment for you."
Seeing the boy's obviously frightened expression, Wei Qing's eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice: "I don't mean anything, it's just that you are really not needed here."
Yan Chuyang snorted, then suddenly turned around and said, "Then...then let me clean up the kitchen for you."
After finishing speaking, the boy walked to the pot and wanted to take down the gurgling soup pot.
Seeing the red-hot bottom of the casserole, Wei Qing's pupils shrank: "You don't understand what I'm saying? Don't move! Get out!"
Yan Chuyang's face froze, he gritted his teeth and suddenly turned around and growled: "Go out, just go out! I thought I would not want to stay here and listen to your roar."
It's inexplicable! What does it have to do with him that he scalded his hands
Didn't he just want to help him clean up the kitchen, as for yelling so loudly? Don't be so obvious when you dislike someone, okay
If he didn't like him, he would have left him long ago. How could he still listen to his yelling and eagerly give him medicine? Will you still put up with his idleness here
O man!
*****
Enduring the trembling, Wei Qing wiped the ointment on the wound evenly, frowned, went to the side of the casserole, turned off the fire with a snap, and then leaned against the cabinet in a daze.
The kitchen is very quiet, because it is so quiet that I can hear the restlessness in my heart.
After a moment of silence, Wei Qing raised his hand and stared blankly at the part of his right thumb that was held by the boy's lips.
A little red, very hot, obviously not burned, but the temperature is strangely higher than other places.
Wei Qing closed his eyes and let out a long breath, his brain felt like an electric shock, and the numbness and trembling at the moment when Yan Chuyang "kissed him" flashed again.
How did that happen? The man hurriedly lowered his hands, his eyes filled with confusion and discomfort.
It was just touched by the lips of the other party, how could he have such a big reaction
Is he so dirty now? Facing a child like Yan Chuyang, can he think about it
Wei Qing raised his hand in confusion and rubbed the tip of his brows, his heart suddenly flashed with gloom, no, how could he react
No matter how soft the lips are and how gentle the breathing is, they are still the lips of a man.
Yan Chuyang is very cute, with a handsome appearance and gentle personality, and a soft and cute personality, but he is a man after all, a man exactly like him, how could he be so easily moved by his approach? !
Wei Qing lowered his head with a livid face, looked at the restless props underneath, and frowned, wondering if he really held back for too long, he was almost thirty, maybe he really should find a girlfriend...
Just as he was thinking, the boy's dissatisfied voice came from the living room again, "Wei Qing, can you bring out the soup? I'm very hungry!"
Wei Qing gritted his teeth and spat in his heart, eat, eat, eat, heartless things, he is full of entanglements here, but he is lucky, he knows how to eat and eat with his mind full!
While cursing in his heart, the boy's wailing sounded again: "Wei Qing, you are angry, you must be angry, you have to give me food, you are abusing me!"
The man ground his back molars: "Hold on, if you shout again, give me instant noodles!"
Yan Chuyang was silent all of a sudden, he didn't want to eat instant noodles, he had seen the pot of soup that Wei Qing made, it was delicious and delicious, you can't miss it just because two people quarreled, just wait and wait!