Huo Chengzhou was stunned and added something incredible on his face: "do you cook noodles for me?"

He confirmed, "can you cook?"

Joanne shrugged and smiled, "I'm not blind the first day. Of course I can cook, but I don't do much."

Huo Chengzhou was still a little suspicious. He smiled and joked: "I'm afraid you ordered the kitchen."

Joanne: "... Go out and wait."

She went to the gas stove, opened the lid, poured in the water and began to cook. At the same time, she took the noodles out of the drawer neatly.

Huo Chengzhou observed for a while and found that it was really like that. Huo Feng's phone came into his mobile phone, so he went back to the restaurant to answer the phone.

Seeing the figure of him leaving, Joanne breathed out, took out a small pot and began to fry eggs. By the way, she mixed a poached egg soup.

Maybe she was afraid that Huo Chengzhou would suddenly come back and see her particularly neat action. In fact, she was a little anxious and regretful, but she had to make it on the line. She could only speed up her action.

When the soup was ready, she went directly to get the silicone shovel placed in the frying pan. An accident happened.

The handle of the silicone shovel that has been put in the frying pan is plastic and just burned by the high-temperature frying pan. Joan felt discomfort from her thumb and index finger as soon as she took it up.

She screamed subconsciously and threw away the shovel, but there were some plastic debris on her fingers and thumb belly.

Hearing the sound of the kitchen, Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair quickly leaned in: "what's the matter?"

Joanne was walking towards the pool: "it's hot."

She turned on the tap and began to flush cold water, but the hot touch spread.

Huo Chengzhou's line of sight fell on the silicone shovel on the ground. He roughly knew the reason. The wheelchair quickly came to Joan's side: "let me have a look."

Joan handed him his hand. Huo Chengzhou saw her slightly red fingers and her heart suddenly soured: "I'll get the scald cream. You continue to flush cold water for a while."

Joanne nodded, "well."

Huo Chengzhou quickly got the medicine box from the study, turned out the scald ointment and returned to the kitchen. Qiao an just stopped flushing and was looking at the situation in his hand.

"I took the ointment." In a hurry, Huo Chengzhou ignored Joan's state and leaned over the wheelchair. He took Joan's hand and looked at it.

The scalded part has begun to turn red, but it hasn't blistered yet.

"Does it hurt?" He asked and took out a cotton swab and stained it with some scald cream.

"OK." Joan's attention focused on his face.

Nearby, the man's facial features are very clear, meaningful and exquisite. Every stroke seems to be carefully outlined. The eyelashes on a pair of deep eyes are slender, the nose is very thin, and the lips are even more elated.

Huo Chengzhou devoted himself to helping her apply ointment. The action on his hand was very light. Joan still shrunk, and his eyebrows were stained with a touch of heartache.

"Sorry, I'll take it easy."

Hearing his extraordinarily gentle voice, Joan softened her heart: "it's all right... It doesn't hurt."

Huo Chengzhou finished taking the medicine and blew it subconsciously. The warm and cool breath overflowed the palm of his hand, causing Joan's heart to beat at the wrong rhythm and her face to blush slightly.

She pursed her lips: "thank you."

Huo Chengzhou put away the ointment and picked up the shovel on the ground. Looking at the fried eggs, he suddenly smiled: "blame me, how can you do such a thing."

Joanne was a little embarrassed: "the eggs are fried... Pour them out. I'll call aunt Fang and ask her to come over."

"No." Huo Chengzhou poured the fried eggs into the juice and took out the noodles. There was a warm color between his eyebrows and eyes: "it smells good."