Only then did Leng Yihuang lazily withdraw his finger, without looking at her, he asked blankly, "Have you recovered from your cold? Are you still feeling sick?"
Lin Xiaomi thought he was caring about her, her little head shook like a rattle: "It's not uncomfortable anymore, it's completely healed."
Leng Yihuang nodded and said, "I'm a little hungry."
Lin Xiaomi immediately understood: "Then what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you right away, as long as you don't get angry."
"Potato pancakes."
"Okay!"
Lin Xiaomi originally thought that he would not be angry after making the potato cakes, but he didn't know that he didn't really want to eat them at all, but just to torment her.
"This one is too salty."
"Too light."
"This shredded potato is too thick."
"This one is too thin."
"This color is not pretty."
"This one is not round enough."
Ma Dan, not round enough! !
He even said it wasn't round enough! !
Are your potato cakes made with compasses
No matter how good-tempered Lin Xiaomi was, she was a little angry at this moment.
Seeing her angry little face, Leng Yihuang snorted coldly, and said a few words casually: "I don't want to eat potato pancakes anymore, give me croquettes."
As long as Leng Yihuang thinks of how loud she was with him just now because of that little goldfish, he feels terribly aggrieved in his heart.
At this moment, seeing how she dared not speak out, she felt a little more at ease.
Lin Xiaomi was still holding the spatula in his hand, and pointed at him for a while, and finally turned around and went into the kitchen when he raised his eyebrows in displeasure.
She is obsessed with money, she is short of money, so she bowed down for five buckets of rice.
Even if she knew he was looking for something, she still had to do it.
It's just that I still can't hide my aggrieved heart.
Leng Yihuang sat leisurely on the sofa, and even teased the little rascal next to him with his feet, praising him for his good bite.
Suddenly, there was a bang from the kitchen, and Lin Xiaomi let out a short scream, which made Leng Yihuang jump up from the sofa in fright.
"What's wrong?"
As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw the spatula dropped to the ground. Lin Xiaomi was covering his fingers, his face turned pale.
"What's going on?" Leng Yihuang took her hand, and saw a small cut on her fingertip, and bright red blood gushed out.
"I got it, it's okay." Lin Xiaomi grinned in pain, and just as he finished speaking, his fingertips were wrapped in a wave of damp heat.
Lin Xiaomi looked at Leng Yihuang who put her finger in his mouth in shock.
Isn't he a clean freak? Don't you think it's dirty
After a while, Leng Yihuang spat out the blood from his mouth, took her hand and put it under the faucet to rinse.
That frown could crush an ant to death.
"Okay, I'm fine." He hugged her from behind, and his broad chest completely took her into his arms.
Every time she breathes, there is his exclusive breath, which makes her heartbeat become messy for a moment, especially his actions just now...
"Okay, it's just a small wound, it's okay." Lin Xiaomi subconsciously wanted to break free from his arms.
He hugged her so that she couldn't break free: "I've lost so much blood, why don't you worry about it!"
He carefully washed away the blood from her fingertips, especially when he saw the tiny wound, his heart throbbed with pain.
"Why are you so stupid, you can cut your hand when you cut a vegetable." Leng Yihuang said in a slightly offended tone, but it wasn't against her.
It was to himself, he told me that it was not good to eat anything, and he insisted on eating meatballs, but she hurt her hands in the end.
Leng Yihuang found a Band-Aid and stuck it on her carefully, his brows were furrowed and his face was a little ugly.
"Does it hurt?" He pursed his lips and asked, the next moment he raised her finger to his mouth and gently blew on the wound.
The warm itching made Lin Xiaomi tremble all over, and subconsciously withdrew her hand.
Fingertips and the temperature of his body.
"Okay, I'll go cook." She was a little at a loss, and got up to leave.
Leng Yihuang dragged her back: "I'm all injured, what else do I have to eat!"
He was a bit strong, and Lin Xiaomi couldn't stand still, and fell into his arms.
Leng Yihuang subconsciously reached out to wrap her around her.
She looked up in shock, and when he lowered his head, his lips happened to hit the tip of her nose.
The two face to face, close at hand, and can even clearly count the number of each other's eyelashes.
His deep eyes fell on her slightly parted red lips, and instantly darkened.
Lin Xiaomi subconsciously wanted to break free, but his arms tightened, wrapping around her body like two iron arms, and she couldn't break free no matter what.
Watching Leng Yihuang's handsome face getting closer and closer, he kissed her lips...
...
In the magazine
When he was about to get off work in the afternoon, Wang Feng walked over to Lin Xiaomi and said, "You can watch Wei Linlin's work at night. My mother celebrates her birthday today, and I don't have time to spare. You should work harder on your own."
Lin Xiaomi was speechless for a moment.
"Brother Wang, how many mothers do you have?" She remembered that he only used this excuse a few months ago.
Wang Feng said without blushing, "Mother-in-law is also a mother!"
Lin Xiaomi wanted to put the tea cup in his hand on his head, what the hell!
Wen Jing shrugged her shoulders sympathetically: "I wish you good luck."
wipe!
Lin Xiaomi was so angry that she was also a reporter assistant. How could Wen Jing be assigned to a gentle and considerate senior sister like Liu Shuang, while she was assigned to a scum like Wang Feng.
Never taught her anything and always put work and mistakes on her.
Complaints are complaints.
In the evening, Lin Xiaomi still had to follow Wei Linlin alone.
Coincidentally, Lin Xiaomi actually didn't want to go back too early. After that afternoon, she felt a little embarrassed every time she saw Leng Yihuang.
Don't even know how to face him.
She finally believed that he didn't seem to be a good friend to her.
With work today, she has more excuses to go back after he fell asleep.
But I don't know if it's good luck or bad.
There is a play tonight.
She saw Wei Linlin get into the babysitter's car, changed two more cars halfway through the city, and finally entered a high-end club.
Just looking at the luxury cars parked outside, she knew there must be an exclusive news tonight!
Every reporter assistant, if he can get the exclusive news, may become an official reporter.
Lin Xiaomi seemed to have seen the pay slip that doubled her monthly salary.
After Wei Linlin entered, she hurriedly got out of the car and tried to sneak in.
But the two burly men at the door still stretched out their hands to stop her.
"Are you the VI of our clubhouse?"
Lin Xiaomi closed her eyes, raised her head again, frowned, and looked impatient: "You don't have eyes, I got off the bus with Linlin just now, and you forgot when I called outside? You Prosopagnosia! Hurry up and get out of the way, you all know Wei Linlin's temper, I still have her makeup bag, if you delay, you will have to leave when she loses her temper."
As soon as the two burly men hesitated, Lin Xiaomi knew there was something to be done, and pushed with both hands, gave them a cold look, and walked in swaggeringly.