"..."
Yu Yuehan looked at the chrysanthemum tea in front of him, raised his brows slightly, and moved his thin lips slightly.
"My hand hurts, I can't hold the water glass, so feed me."
As he spoke, he raised his tightly wrapped palm.
The wound in his palm was bandaged by Nian Xiaomu.
At that time, I just felt sorry for him, and was afraid that he would accidentally bleed the wound again, so I deliberately bandaged him thicker, and wrapped the gauze twice more.
Looking at it now, serving tea is no problem, but it may not be so convenient to eat with chopsticks later.
"Give me your hand, and I'll remove two loops of gauze for you, so it won't get in the way." Nian Xiaomu said, without any explanation, took his hand, and swiftly removed a few loops of gauze.
Then re-tie the knot.
When tying the knot, he even flipped the gauze over it maliciously, and tied a bow on the back of his hand.
The wound, which was miserable just now, became more feminine in an instant.
The waiters quickly started serving the food.
When putting the dishes on the table, seeing the bow on the back of Yu Yuehan's hand, he obviously paused.
In the next second, Yu Yuehan glared at him, then quickly looked away, pretending that he didn't see anything.
Trying to hold back a smile.
It wasn't until they walked out of the private room that a forbearable laughter came from outside the door...
The instigator, Nian Xiaomu, couldn't help but sit on the chair and laugh while holding her stomach.
Heartless appearance, purely like a child.
Not the slightest bit of mind.
It is very different from the woman in the video with sharp eyes, as if there are thousands of hills and valleys in her heart.
Maybe, the person in the video is really not her...
Yu Yuehan's black eyes flickered, he narrowed his eyes, and slightly parted his thin lips, "Hey me."
"Why? You have hands. I untied the gauze for you, so you can hold chopsticks." Nian Xiaomu stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and said vaguely.
Yu Yuehan glanced at her coolly.
"But the hand still hurts."
"..."
Tie a bow on his hand, and he really thinks of himself as a girl, doesn't he
After they were all bandaged, they still yelled that their hands hurt and they couldn't eat, so they asked them to feed them.
Hypocritical!
Nian Xiaomu murmured in her heart, but when she thought of the bloody wound on his palm, she still sat beside him with distress.
Reaching out to pick up his rice bowl, he fed him a mouthful of rice.
"What dish do you want to eat?" She asked with her chopsticks back.
"Fish." Yu Yuehan leaned back on the chair and continued to pretend to be pitiful.
After saying that, Nian Xiaomu had already picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
Then he fed himself another piece.
Yu Yuehan thought it was because she didn't hear clearly, when she asked him what to eat for the second time, he repeated: "fish".
However, this time, what was fed into his mouth was still meat.
It's just that it has changed from braised pork to hand-made meatballs.
At this moment, Yu Yuehan realized that no matter how slow his reaction was, she did it on purpose.
He stared at her with dark eyes, "Nian Xiaomu, I want to eat fish."
"I heard, but I want to eat meat, whoever is in charge of serving the food is the one who decides, or you will serve it?" Nian Xiaomu replied confidently.
After finishing speaking, he picked up another piece of meatball and threw it into his mouth.
Yu Yuehan: "..."
"Then why are you asking me?"
"It's a polite question, don't take it seriously, and you have wounds on your hands, and eating too much seafood can easily cause inflammation." Nian Xiaomu curled her lips, with a sincere face of 'I'm all for your own good'.