On the kitchen hearth, a casserole is bubbling with heat, and the soup and water in the pot constantly pours out under the pot cover, making a hissing sound.

Seeing that the soup has been lying down on the ground, ye Fei hastily comes forward to carry the casserole up.

"Ah --"

But she really underestimated the heat of the pot, only one end, the whole person changed to a piercing scream, and then the pot was lifted out.

"Bang!" With a sound, the casserole fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The soup and water splashed on the ground. Ye Fei stepped back in a panic and kept blowing some red and swollen fingers.

At the same time, the door was opened in an instant. Su Mohan, who was dealing with the wound in the next room, rushed in and went straight to the kitchen. Behind him was Dr. Huang, whom ye Fei had met once before.

Ye Fei doesn't seem to have a reaction. She looks at Su Mo Han in panic.

And Su Mo Han see her moment is first a Leng, then immediately turn back and will follow in doctor Huang pushed out.

Dr. Huang was pushed by him, and people were a little confused. Then he came back to his mind and remembered that he had rarely seen Su Mohan. For a moment, he could not help but wonder what was in the room.

But even though he stretched his neck on tiptoe, he still didn't see anything because of the corner. Oh, no, or a Navy hat

"Pa!" A sound, Su Mo Han directly shut people outside.

Dr. Huang stood outside the door and touched his nose. Even though he was across the thick door, he could still feel the murderous spirit coming from the opposite side. After thinking for a while, he realized what the two people in the room were playing with and immediately showed a bad smile. It turned out that Su Shao Hao had this mouth!

Su Mo Han quickly turns back to the kitchen. Ye Fei still stands in the same place with red eyes. She looks at him wrongly as if she was frightened.

Su Mohan was dazzled by the skin of large white flowers. Su Mohan was stunned for a moment. Then he swept over the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and quickly grabbed the little claws of Princess ye, frowning and saying, "it's hot."

"Well..." The leaf imperial concubine calls to open a mouth, aggrieved tears are about to fall down.

Su Mohan first grabbed her wrist and dragged her to the faucet. He flushed her with cold water for about five minutes, then dried it with a towel and looked at it carefully.

There is a little bit of flesh on the scallion little hand. Maybe it is because the skeleton is relatively small, and the fingers that are obviously very thin look like meat. At the moment, a few fingertips are slightly red and look a little swollen, which is particularly dazzling.

Seeing that there was no blister, Su Mo Han put down her heart slightly and led her to sit on the sofa. First, the maid sent some ointment for scalding, and then asked people to clean up the kitchen.

Ye Fei covers the thin blanket that he throws over, and looks at the man who is lowering his head to daub his fingers.

Their fingers were constantly rubbing under the action of ointment, and she could even clearly feel the thin cocoon on his fingertips. With the passage of time, she didn't know whether the medicine was working or whether it was because of friction. The temperature on their fingers rose linearly and became hot.

"Where else did you hurt?" More than ten minutes later, Su Mohan released her little hand and asked in a deep voice.

Ye Fei didn't dare to look at him. She shook her head gently. She felt that she had managed to get ready because of a pot of soup Destroyed!