Shen Fengyue thought that the siren would not listen to him, so she quickly prepared the fish soup and walked to the restaurant, but she saw that the siren listened to his words and did not move. At the beast, I can't wait to pounce on it in the next moment. But there was really no movement in the hands.
"Gululu?" Seeing Shen Fengyue coming, he tilted his head with a question in his eyes.
Shen Fengyue put the fish soup on the table and sat opposite him, her attitude changed because of Siren's obedience and became gentler.
"Let's eat." She filled two bowls of rice, pushed Siren's bowl in front of him, and handed a pair of chopsticks to the side of his bowl. Shen Fengyue raised her chin to signal him to eat quickly.
The chopsticks were made by Shen Fengyue herself.
The people here used knives and forks. He couldn't stand it after a few days. He quietly went to find a piece of wood. After fishing, he sat on the bedside and took the knife to cut it.
The hard work pays off, the wood is cut into wooden chopsticks.
Siren stared at the two slender wooden sticks curiously for a while, then squinted at Shen Fengyue, and saw that he was holding the two slender wooden sticks with the four fingers of one hand.
He picked up the two wooden sticks like Shen Fengyue did, but couldn't. Accidentally, the wooden stick slipped from the fingers and fell on the table with a clatter.
The siren was so angry that he blew, and the upper and lower lips were blown and bounced, purr, purr, purr.
He blew for a while and found that Shen Fengyue didn't even give him a frontal eye, so he had to be patient and watch his movements again.
The fingers are long and slender, and the neatly manicured nails are inlaid on them in an arc, revealing a faint pink. Because of the perennial wind and sun, they are no longer white, but a healthy wheat color. You can even vaguely see bruised meridians at the joints.
The wooden chopsticks were as obedient as a coquettish pet in that hand, and the four fingers flexibly used them to pick up a piece of meat, then moved it up and put it on the lips. The lip master opened his mouth and devoured the meat.
The teeth chew food regularly, and the two lips also change shape with the owner's chewing, from left to right, from top to bottom, harmonious rhythm. The shiny oil adhered to the mouth, and the owner rolled out his red tongue and licked off the excess oil.
The master slammed his mouth down and sighed.
Siren's eyes were straight, staring blankly at this scene, and couldn't help swallowing.
Gudong.
The atmosphere was originally quiet, so this sound was extremely loud and loud, and the air began to be filled with embarrassing factors.
Shen Fengyue couldn't ignore it anymore, she could only say: "Eat up!"
Siren retracted his gaze, and then turned to the wooden chopsticks in front of him. After several unsuccessful attempts, he flicked his hand and swept the wooden chopsticks to the ground.
The movement on the opposite side was too loud, attracting Shen Fengyue's attention again, and he looked up. The ugly thing folded his arms in front of his chest, sat upright and straight, blowing his nose and staring at him.
Oh yo, is this still mad? Have a great temper
Shen Fengyue put down the tableware and sat down, playing with him the game of staring at me and staring at you.
Siren in action! He carefully stretched out a hand, looking at Shen Fengyue while approaching the plate of meat infinitely. As soon as the little dirty hand went in and went in again, it was about to hit the naughty piece of meat on the edge of the plate.
The next moment, Shen Fengyue reacted very quickly, picked up a chopstick at hand and hit the restless little dirty hand.
The Siren's movement was finally exchanged for a chopstick beating.
The pain in his hand made him shrink back. It didn't feel heavy, presumably the other party didn't really want to punish him severely, but it wasn't light, it just served as a warning.
"Guru?"
"Hey, what are you trying to do?" Shen Fengyue saw that the chopsticks were effective, so she put it down, and saw Siren staring at him, angry.
Siren's eyes twitched, skimming the food on the table, passing the meat, and finally landed on Shen Fengyue's face.
Shen Fengyue laughed angrily at him: "Come here, I'll teach you."
Siren didn't seem to understand and didn't move.
"Oh, I'll come here!" Shen Fengyue picked up the chair and put it next to him, then moved her bowls and chopsticks over, and moved the dishes closer so that both of them could catch it.
"Let's go, wash your hands first." After doing this, he grabbed the siren's wrist and dragged him to the sink, scooped a ladle of water with a ladle, looked at the siren and said, "Do you know how to wash your hands?"
"Grumble."
"Okay, I know you can't, I'll teach you." Shen Fengyue put down the water ladle and put it aside, freeing her hands, "Look."
He shook his hands and began to rub them together, turning them up and down, rubbing the back of his left hand with his right hand, and then rubbing the back of his right hand with his left hand in turn. Shen Fengyue was very patient. He did this simple action for a full five minutes to ensure that the other party could fully understand it. Then he pointed to the water gourd.
"Are you ready?"
Siren learned his movements, first shaking his hands, then together and starting to rub each other. Seeing this, Shen Fengyue picked up the water ladle and placed it on his hands, then tilted it slightly, and the water flowed down the Siren's hands from top to bottom.
The teaching has also been taught, and everything is ready, but unexpectedly this person will make a fool of himself when he comes to an end.
As soon as the water touched Siren's hand, it was as if he was electrocuted. His conditioned reflex hit the water gourd, his body moved, and he stopped a few steps behind.
Shen Fengyue looked at the empty water ladle and the pool of water sprinkled on the ground, her face full of black lines, exhausted of her patience, she put the water ladle to the side and rushed over to the siren.
Siren stood still, watching Shen Fengyue rush over to catch him, and forcefully went to the sink to wash his hands.
The two hands were clasped together, indistinguishable. Siren squeezed Shen Fengyue's hand lightly, then glanced at Shen Fengyue from the corner of his eye, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly when he found that the other party was unaware.
Shen Fengyue firmly grasped Siren's hand with one hand, the other hand went over him to get the water ladle, and poured the water ladle quickly and accurately on his hand. The siren tried to struggle but was suppressed, and when he found that he couldn't break free, he honestly washed his hands.
As his hands rubbed against each other, the flow of water took away the dirt, and his hands became smooth and clean.
Shen Fengyue took the small handkerchief on the shelf, wrapped Siren's hand, and dried it for him. When he felt that it was almost the same, he put the handkerchief back in place, and pulled his clothes back to the table together.
"Look, pick up the chopsticks like this first." Shen Fengyue picked up the chopsticks and placed them horizontally at the tiger's mouth, holding them between her index finger and thumb.
Siren draws a scoop according to a gourd.
"Hold on and don't move." Then he moved his fingers, "Pinch this one with these three fingers, and use this finger to hold the other chopstick."
With the force of his fingers, the two chopsticks collided between his fingers, and a crisp sound came out with the action of the chopsticks.
Siren stared at him.
"Look at what I'm doing, I taught you how to use chopsticks on my face?"
Siren immediately lowered his head, like a divine help, suddenly his IQ went up, although he was not very skilled, he even made a seven-eighth image.
"Look at how I cooked vegetables." Shen Fengyue felt that Ruzi could still be taught, and continued to teach him.
Shen Fengyue firmly clamped a piece of fish meat and put it into his mouth, raising one eyebrow to signal him to come.
Siren waved his chopsticks, clack-clack-clack, the chopsticks trembled and clamped a piece of meat he dreamed of, and then moved his fingers slightly when he sent it back, and immediately became unstable. Stop, the two pairs of chopsticks touched each other and were deadlocked.
"Damn, the meat is precious! How dare you drop it!" Shen Fengyue sighed.
System: "Mmmm! Fortunately, you're good at it."
"It's firmly clamped." Shen Fengyue said while carrying it back, and the siren let him move. The meat slices managed to reach the Siren's bowl.
"You try again."
Siren obediently learned to cook again, with a very high understanding, and succeeded.
Shen Fengyue saw that he had learned to feel that his merits and virtues were complete, so he ignored him and continued to take up his rice bowl and eat his own.
Eating and eating, a pair of chopsticks stretched out in sight, with two pieces of meat on them, and the owner of the chopsticks put the meat into his bowl.
Shen Fengyue looked up and found that the rice in the Siren bowl was empty, knowing that he gave the meat to himself. The action of picking up the rice is one meal, and the chopsticks are sent, and the rice grains picked up return to their original positions.
"Thank you." He ate the meat he picked up under the sight of the other party.
Siren laughed suddenly, the corners of his mouth were split, and his fangs were hidden during the period, which looked both ugly and dangerous, but perhaps because he was laughing from the heart, he didn't look so ugly.
Shen Fengyue also gave him a piece of meat, with a kind smile on her face.
Two people, you give me vegetables, and I will give you vegetables, and the atmosphere is harmonious and relaxed for a while.
Then the accident happened.
After all, the wooden chopsticks were hand-cut by Shen Fengyue, and he was not a professional. It was so rough that he only cut a rough shape, and the edges and corners were a little sharp.
So, accidentally, Shen Fengyue put the chopsticks into his mouth too quickly, and the corner of his mouth was suddenly scratched by a sharp edge.
A little blood oozes and hangs on it, and the wound with blood on the corner of the mouth looks very obvious.
"Hey." Shen Fengyue has always been a thick nerve, and when the wound has formed and blood seeps out, he realizes that he has been scratched.
He put down his chopsticks and gently stroked the wound with his fingers, just touching the cut flesh inside, so he cried out in pain again.
The next moment, his face was held by someone's hands, and the man pulled forward to pull him closer to his arms, but Shen Fengyue promptly supported him, and there was a distance in the middle.
A magnified face was brought in front of him, the three cracks in his throat were closing hurriedly, and a pair of widely spaced eyes were full of anxiety.
He snorted hot air from the tip of his nose, and a low, muffled sound came out of his throat.
Ugly fish is caring about him—Shen Fengyue read this message from inside.
However, within ten seconds of being moved, an accident happened.
Siren held his face, staring straight at the wound, staring at it, the eyes were not quite right. First, it suddenly shrinks into a small black spot, and then the small black spot spreads into a normal eyeball size. The eyeball begins to rotate, the left eye is counterclockwise, and the right eye is clockwise.
His nose moved slightly, his mouth quietly opened a slit, and a tongue stuck out.
Shen Fengyue was frightened and couldn't help but lean back, only to find that she was held firmly by those hands, unable to move.
The top of the tongue is divided into two forks, like a snake letter, sharp and thin, looking soft but powerful.
It comes towards the wound.
Shen Fengyue closed her eyes in fear, and began to think wildly in her mind.
Sharks come to hunt when they smell blood. This thing must be stimulated. It must want to eat him! Must be thinking of it!
The cold touch hit, the tongue licked the wound, took away part of the blood, rolled back into the mouth and hit again, repeating this action three times.
The wound miraculously stopped bleeding and healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The bleeding was gone, and the flesh grew well, smooth as new, and looked like there was no trace.
Siren looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and let go of Shen Fengyue.
Shen Fengyue didn't know about these changes. After he found that he could move, he immediately jumped up and walked back. After a distance from Siren, he raised his hand and wiped his mouth fiercely.
Siren was still sitting and waiting to be praised, and after seeing that his expression was wrong, he couldn't sit still anymore, and walked through the window when Shen Fengyue launched the attack. Before leaving, he looked back at him, full of disappointment.
"Grumble."
Shen Fengyue supported the table with her hands and stared at the wide open window angrily.
"What does he mean?"
"He probably..." The system hesitated, "Is he trying to help you heal?"
"Huh?" Shen Fengyue subconsciously touched the wound and found that it had healed.
"Am I wronging him?"
System: "Hmm."
Shen Fengyue fell into contemplation.