Ye Qingxin was wrapped in Jing Boyuan's arms, and his hand was pressed under the faucet, cold water poured down gently, the cool touch replaced the pain.
His embrace is generous and warm, just like his people, giving people a trustworthy and reassuring feeling.
The breath was filled with the faint smell of cigarettes and male hormones on the man's body. This smell inexplicably made Ye Qingxin's ears warm, and she struggled uncomfortably.
"I, I can do it myself..."
"Don't move!" Jing Boyuan didn't move at all, his tone was as serious as ever.
Ye Qingxin struggled a few times without moving, bit her lip, and stopped struggling.
His strength is too great, his arms are like cast iron, how can a little girl like her shake them
The kitchen was extremely quiet, only the sound of splashing water, and... the slight sound of breathing overhead.
She raised her head quietly.
Jing Boyuan was a full head taller than her, and from her angle, she happened to see his exquisite and perfect chin, which was said to be the ugliest angle of a person, but Jing Boyuan was still unbelievably handsome, with almost 360 degrees without any dead ends, and his expression was serious and focused, which added a bit of charm to him.
Ye Qingxin turned her gaze away, her heart beating a little faster.
She maintained this tense posture until the doorbell rang.
Jing Boyuan let go of her hand and told her: "I'll open the door, you continue to rush."
Ye Qingxin breathed a sigh of relief, nodded in response: "Yes."
If he doesn't let her go, she really wonders if she will die of nervousness.
After a while, a man with the appearance of a doctor in a white coat followed Jing Boyuan in.
"Fortunately, I rinsed it with cold water in time. The wound was just a little red and swollen. It's nothing serious." The doctor applied medicine to Ye Qingxin's hand and bandaged it up again. "Remember to avoid taking a bite during this period, eat something light, apply scald ointment twice a day, and clean the wound with iodophor before applying the medicine."
After a pause, he added: "Also, from now on, don't soak the wound in water."
As he spoke, the doctor put scald ointment, iodine, and a bag of medical cotton swabs on the table.
Ye Qingxin smiled and said, "Thank you doctor, how much are these?"
"Mrs. Jing really knows how to joke." The doctor put down the packed medicine box, handed over a business card with both hands, and said with a smile, "This is my business card. If you have any questions, you can call me at any time. Rest well, and I won't bother Mr. Jing and Mrs. Jing."
Ye Qingxin took the business card in a daze, and immediately reacted, explaining: "...you misunderstood, I am not Mrs. Jing."
Jing Boyuan glanced at her indifferently, and explained: "She is my friend."
Both parties denied it, and the doctor hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, girl, don't mind."
Ye Qingxin shook her head with a smile.
Jing Boyuan sent the doctor out of the foreign house, the doctor bowed respectfully towards him, and said, "Mr. Jing, please stay."
Jing Boyuan stopped, "Go slowly."
Seeing the doctor walk out of the gate of the villa, he turned back.
He doesn't like too many people wandering around in his private residence. Every time he comes to live here, Aunt Zhang will go home. He is the only one in the whole villa. Sometimes he goes to the old house for dinner, sometimes to the hotel, and sometimes he does it himself.
Do-it-yourself cooking is also a joy of life.
Ye Qingxin's appearance was an exception.
In the kitchen, Ye Qingxin was picking up broken porcelain with a bag. She didn't know much about porcelain, but this bowl was blue in pattern, exquisite and beautiful, with gold rims around the mouth of the bowl, so I don't know if it is expensive or not.
The room is well heated. The girl is wearing a white fluffy sweater, her hair is tied into a fluffy bun. She lowers her head slightly, revealing a smooth and graceful neck line, which glows pearly under the light.
Jing Boyuan looked away, walked over, knelt down and reached for the bag in her hand, "Let me do it."
Ye Qingxin hid for a while, "I'll just clean it up, just wait a little longer, I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you later."
Jing Boyuan's hand was empty, he paused, and got up.
&nbs
p; But he didn't leave, just stood there.
From the corner of Ye Qingxin's eyes, it was his slender legs, standing there with a sense of presence, which made her feel nervous.
When she finally cleaned up the mess on the ground under pressure, he was still there.
Ye Qingxin hesitated for a moment, held up a bag of broken porcelain and asked him: "How much is this bowl...? I will pay you."
The bowls of rich people are definitely not cheap.
Jing Boyuan put his hands in his pockets and looked at her deeply.
Ye Qingxin's heart was tightened by his deep eyes. She doesn't know porcelain, but this bowl looks like blue and white porcelain, and it's old... "Isn't it an antique?"
Shouldn't it? Who puts antiques in cupboards? Aren't they all kept as treasures
Jing Boyuan has a panoramic view of the complex changes in her face. The usually calm and calm face is full of various emotions at the moment, very exciting, very... human, and a little bit cute.
After a long time, he gave the answer: "No."
Very good! Ye Qingxin heaved a sigh of relief, her face turned cloudy, and a faint joy appeared, "Then how much is this? I will take care of it."
"No need, a bowl is worthless."
The owner of the bowl said that he would not pursue it, and Ye Qingxin did not insist on pretending to be arrogant, and turned around and threw the bag of broken porcelain into the trash can.
Turning around again, he found that Jing Boyuan was wearing an apron for himself.
That's the gesture of cooking.
Ye Qingxin hurriedly stopped him, "Mr. Jing, go and rest, and I'll cook the meal."
Jing Boyuan took a deep look at her, and said coolly: "I don't have so many bowls for you to throw."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
Is he disliking her for being clumsy
Jing Boyuan took out the ingredients neatly, washed them, and chopped them. Although his actions were very ordinary, he did them gracefully and unrestrainedly, which was very pleasing to the eye.
Ye Qingxin was so engrossed that she forgot the pain in her hands.
I really didn't expect that such a big man like him could cook.
I am very curious, what kind of woman will such an excellent man marry as his wife in the future
suddenly.
laugh! The sound of vegetables being put into the frying pan brought back Ye Qingxin's thoughts, she was a little embarrassed, she was actually distracted by Jing Boyuan.
Jing Boyuan was concentrating on cooking, so he probably didn't notice that she was looking at him, right
She quietly walked over, anyway, she was also hired to work, but she stood aside doing nothing, and let her employer do the cooking, which... is really unreasonable.
Even if she was afraid that she would drop the bowl and prevent her from cooking, she had to make a move.
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
Jing Boyuan didn't even look at her, and directly said bluntly: "Just don't make trouble."
Ye Qingxin: "..."
Well, since she doesn't need to cook, she can clean the villa. Aunt Zhang is not here today, so I don't know if she can finish cleaning the area she is in charge of in half a day.
Just took two steps.
"Where are you going?" Jing Boyuan asked her.
"I'm going to do the hygiene."
"eat first."
Well? Ye Qingxin was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.
But soon she understood, because she saw Jing Boyuan took out two soup bowls and divided the noodles in the pot into two bowls.
"I've had lunch."
"come over."
"..."
In the end, Ye Qingxin was forced by Jing Boyuan's coercion to eat the second lunch of the day.
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