He sat beside the sofa, took off her other sock, and helped her put on new socks. The socks were made of pure cotton and felt very comfortable. Wen Qiao leaned over, smiled and said thank you.
In front of Fu Nanli, her voice and body movements always became softer unconsciously.
Fu Nanli took a deep breath. The light was dim on a rainy day. The corners of the girl's eyes seemed to be filled with moisture and her lips were alluring. He couldn't help but pinch her chin and gave her a deep kiss.
When he let go of the person in his arms, it was already late, rainy, at half past five, and it was pitch black outside. The sensor lights on the terrace lit up, and raindrops fell continuously on the entire floor-to-ceiling window.
Fu Nanli said in a rough voice: "I'll go take a shower first, and then I'll make dinner for you."
Wen Qiao touched his neck and said, "Isn't it good to take a shower after dinner? There will be fumes from cooking."
Isn’t it
Fu Nanli rubbed her hair: "Sit down first."
After saying that, he went into the bathroom.
Wen Qiao shrugged, thinking that their living habits might be different.
After taking a shower, Fu Nanli, wearing plaid pajamas, casually wiped his messy and wet hair, and went into the kitchen. Wen Qiao followed him into the kitchen.
"Let's have steak and pasta with onion and tomato soup, huh?"
The young master really has no talent in cooking, nor is he very interested in it. The only skill he has in frying steak is passable.
Wen Qiao nodded: "Well, I like steak."
Give him special face.
Fu Nanli was cutting onions on the chopping board while Wen Qiao was leaning over and watching.
It's rare that Fu Nanli also seems clumsy sometimes. If Wen Qiao's left hand hadn't been hanging, he would have really wanted to do it for him.
Fu Nanli accidentally cut his finger, and blood instantly oozed out from the tiny cut.
Wen Qiao's heart trembled: "It's bleeding, rinse it off with water, I'll find you a Band-Aid, where can I find a Band-Aid?"
Fu Nanli turned on the faucet: "It should be in the cabinet on the left bedside table."
Wen Qiao rushed to his bedroom in a hurry.
Fu Nanli remembered something and hurried to the bedroom without even turning off the faucet.
Wen Qiao was always calm, and would only panic when encountering things with Fu Nanli. He was so panicked that he could not tell left from right, and went straight to the bedside table on the right when he entered the bedroom.
As soon as he opened the drawer, he saw a case report. Before he could take a closer look, the drawer was closed by someone behind him. Fu Nanli's breathing became irregular: "It's the drawer on the left, not the right one."
Wen Qiao suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, this is the right side."
She didn't take it seriously and quickly ran to the bedside table on the left. There was a small medicine box on the second layer and she took out a Band-Aid from it.
When he looked up, he saw that Fu Nanli's left index finger was covered in blood.
"Come out with me now."
She pulled him into the kitchen, helped him stop the bleeding, then applied iodine and put a Band-Aid on him.
Fu Nanli was still frightened, but he breathed a sigh of relief, and was glad that he arrived in time, otherwise... the consequences would be disastrous.
Wen Qiao looked at his index finger and said, "Why don't we go out to eat? Xiaotangshan is also fine."
Fu Nanli rubbed her head and said, "It's just a minor injury, it's nothing serious."
He put tomatoes and onions in an amber pan, turned on the heat, and the steak sizzled in the pan.
After the chaos ended, Wen Qiao regained his sanity. Thinking of the case report just now, he asked cautiously, "Did you go for a physical examination?"
After the car accident, he lost his memory, so it was reasonable for him to go for regular checkups.
The rest of the night will be updated
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(End of this chapter)