Lu Anran curled his lips, "What's wrong with touching it? Can you lose some meat?"
Xu Fengyu ignored Lu Anran and only said: "Don't let them find out when you take things."
"If you don't touch me, I won't get you any medicine."
"If you don't get me the medicine, I'll tell you what happened on the highway."
"..." Lu Anran stood up angrily, "Wait." He left the kitchen with two words thrown down.
Tong Qiao saw Lu Anran coming out of the kitchen and asked, "Is it done?"
"No." Lu Anran walked upstairs.
"Then what are you doing out here?"
"... Take the phone, not mine, but Xu Fengyu's."
"An'an, how many times have I taught you, call me brother."
"I know." Lu Anran's voice disappeared at the entrance of the corridor, and he quickly hurried down, hurriedly entered the kitchen, and then squatted in front of Xu Fengyu with a diligent look on his face, looking at his hand eagerly, "Hand over here , let me treat your wound."
Xu Fengyu always felt that the way Lu Anran looked at his hands was too hot, so he hid his hands behind his back, "No need, I can handle it myself."
Lu Anran raised his eyes and looked at Xu Fengyu with watery eyes, "Aren't you dizzy?"
"This little injury can be dealt with without looking at it."
Lu Anran was unhappy, "Xu Fengyu, you are not allowed to touch or even look at me? You are too stingy. Is it possible that I can eat your hand? How can you cook if you haven't cleaned it for a while? Is it possible that we are allowed to eat you?" blood?"
“…”
"Don't worry, I just have a slight fetish for hands, and I will never do anything to your hands?"
In the end, Xu Fengyu handed her hand to Lu Anran. He didn't dare to look at his injured hand, and his eyes kept falling on Lu Anran's face. She handled it very seriously, and her movements were very gentle, and she would touch his fingers gently from time to time. Blow on it and ask him if it hurts
He knew that her seriousness and caution were all because she liked his hands and had nothing to do with him as a person, but he still couldn't suppress the surge of warmth in his heart and the abnormality of his heartbeat.
"alright."
Xu Fengyu withdrew her gaze from Lu Anran's face, lowered her eyes and her fingers had been bandaged, "You're welcome."
Lu Anran was squatting on the ground to treat Xu Fengyu's wounds. His feet were a little numb. He was slowly getting up with his knees. When Xu Fengyu said no thank you, he almost squatted back again, "You're welcome? You told me?"
"Yes." Xu Fengyu stood up and walked towards the kitchen counter.
Lu Anran walked over with his numb feet, "I helped you treat your wounds, shouldn't you say thank you to me?"
"Don't you like my hands?"
Lu Anran nodded without knowing why, "Does this have something to do with you should thank me?"
Xu Fengyu said while chopping vegetables carefully: "Of course it does matter. You like my hands. I showed them to you for free and let you touch them for so long. Shouldn't you thank me?"
"..." Can it be calculated like this
"Are you unhappy that I didn't let you help me treat my wounds just now?"
"A little."
"Then I took care of it for you and made you happy. Shouldn't you thank me?"
"..." Seems reasonable
"For the sake of how seriously you handled it, I told you that you're welcome and don't touch my hands in the future." Xu Fengyu squeezed Celery's hand tightly, and her residual warmth seemed to still remain on her hand. There is that soft touch, as if it is not in your hands, but in your heart.
"Bang!" Lu Anran looked disdainful, but his eyes kept drifting to Xu Fengyu's hand, "Take it easy, don't cut it again."
"Don't worry, I won't give you another chance to touch my hand."
"..." This man... Why does he want to beat him every minute
After cooking, Xu Fengyu took off the gauze on his finger, leaving only a band-aid. At the dinner table, Tong Qiao noticed it immediately and asked him what happened to his hand.
Xu Fengyu said without blushing, "I accidentally got scratched while playing the guitar."
Lu Anran, "..." So shameless.
"Why are you going to the kitchen if you are really injured? Is it serious?"
"It's not serious, just a shallow cut."
"Then you should be more careful in the future."
"Um."
Lu Anran kept looking at Xu Fengyu with contempt, but Xu Fengyu ignored it. The two sat together, and he gave her a piece of tenderloin, tilted his head slightly, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't just look at me, eat." vegetable."
"..." Who is looking at you? It's so shameless. Lu Anran picked up the meat from the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth. His eyes widened suddenly. It tasted so good, tender and fresh, and not fishy at all. It was so delicious. "Grandma Lin, your skills are getting better and better." The better, Xu Fengyu..."
"An'an." Tong Qiao shouted in warning.
Lu Anran reacted and changed his words, "Brother, which plate did you just grab?"
Xu Fengyu pointed her chin at the plate of fried pork tenderloin with celery on the right side of the dining table, "That plate."
"Oh." Lu Anran stretched out his chopsticks to pick it up. When he saw the diamond-shaped celery on the plate, he paused. Wasn't this cut by Xu Fengyu? Did he cook this dish
At that time, Lu Anran went out after watching Xu Fengyu wash and chop vegetables. She didn't know which dishes he cooked.
Lu Anran was about to ask Xu Fengyu if he cooked this dish, but Lin Lan's smiling voice sounded in the restaurant, "I didn't make this dish, Zi Qian made it."
Then Lin Lan also ordered several dishes cooked by Xu Fengyu.
The expression on Lu Anran's face was a little stiff, "Actually, it's not that delicious. It's far worse than Grandma Lin." As he said this, he kept poking the celery tenderloin dish with his chopsticks.
When she poked at the plate for the nth time, Xu Fengyu brought the plate directly to Lu Anran.
Lu Anran was embarrassed for two seconds, "Actually, it tastes just average. I just wanted to change the taste."
Xu Fengyu seemed not to hear Lu Anran's words and continued to eat his food.
His indifferent attitude made Lu Anran feel that he was laughing at her, so she got angry and stopped eating the dish.
It takes a lot of perseverance not to eat delicious food these days.
Then Lu Anran compromised in his heart, saying that he wanted to fight for it. The worst he could do was not eat now, but sneak into the kitchen to eat later.
But Fu Yiran, the ignorant one, kept poking at the plate.
Seeing that the food he liked to eat was getting less and less, Lu Anran's heart was bleeding, and he started flying knives at Fu Yiran.
"Sister, why are you looking at me without eating?" Fu Yiran looked confused.
Lu Anran smiled softly, "My brother is handsome, can't I take a look?"
Fu Yiran picked up another piece of tenderloin and stuffed it into his mouth, then touched his face with the hand holding the chopsticks, "Isn't he handsome?"
Lu Anran gritted his teeth, "Handsome!"
"When you say that, my appetite becomes better." Fu Yiran said and looked at Xu Fengyu, "Brother, your cooking skills are really impressive. I like to eat all the dishes you cooked."