Chapter 122

Shen Qinghuan hugged his pocket and looked around. It seemed that there was nothing he could help. He just stood by and looked at Lu Ziheng quietly.

Lu Ziheng couldn't stand Shen Qinghuan's eyes. He was absent-minded when he cut the pepper. When the knife reached his index finger, he let out a dull hiss.

Shen Qinghuan quickly put down his pocket, grabbed his hand and said with concern: "your fingers are bleeding!"

Emm……

Originally for Lu Ziheng, this small wound, bleeding is no big deal.

After the divorce of Ye Lanzhi and Lu Zhenting, coupled with his unstable work, Lu Ziheng learned to cook at a very young age.

At that time, Lu Ziheng's fingers were often injured, mostly by oil splashes or knife cuts.

Shen Qinghuan looks at the blood beads on Lu Ziheng's fingers and says that caring is messy. She accurately finds iodine and cotton swabs from Lu Ziheng's home, completely ignoring why the other party is suspicious because of her own behavior.

"You flush with water first." Shen Qinghuan turned on the tap and motioned Lu Ziheng to put his hand in the sink. The water washed away the blood beads, leaving only the mark cut by the knife.

When the water was all dry, Shen Qinghuan carefully smeared a cotton swab dipped in iodine on Lu Ziheng's wound. She heard a slight hiss coming from her head.

"Does it hurt?"

"Not bad."

"Later, I'll wrap it up for you, and it won't hurt when I breathe." Shen Qinghuan took out a band aid from his pocket after detoxifying Lu Ziheng. He gently bandaged Lu Ziheng's wound. Lu Ziheng's head was suddenly down because the cotton swab rolled on his fingers and scratched his heart.

The girl stood on tiptoe, holding Lu Ziheng's hand which had been pasted with bandage, pointed at the wound and gently let out the gas.

It's itchy.

Lu Ziheng was treated so tenderly by Shen Qinghuan for the first time. He thought that he was childish and ridiculous in his previous life, and thought that he could move her with selfless dedication.

It turns out.

Lu Ziheng's heart was blocked up again. His brain could hardly control his words. "Are you good to every boy?"

"How can you think of me like that!" Shen Qinghuan instantly throws away Lu Ziheng's hand. Her eyes seem to turn red easily. She knows that she owes Lu Ziheng too much in her last life, but how can he think of himself as a casual person?

In this world, except Shen Haotian, she is only special to Lu Ziheng!

Lu Ziheng is not unaware of Shen Qinghuan's change in himself. He is so stupid. How can he not speak in front of the girl he likes!

In order to regain Shen Qinghuan's attention to himself, Lu Ziheng plans to show off his cooking skills, which he has been proud of since he grew up.

Maybe it's too eager for success.

He didn't hold the knife firmly and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Shen Qinghuan still has a long way to go, but Lu Ziheng really feels that he has gone to the Waterloo of life.

"You're hurt. I'll do it." Shen Qinghuan turned back. She squatted down and picked up the kitchen knife that fell on the ground. If the little girl didn't go to the sink to wash it, the guilty Lu Ziheng would have thought that she would cut off her T-T

He's here for a talent show!

How can Shen Qinghuan really cook!

Lu Ziheng stubbornly tugged at the apron on the wall and insisted that Shen Qinghuan not cook.

"Don't look down on me, I really can cook!"

Of course, Lu Ziheng knew the fairy could cook.

That level and technology perfectly inherited his future mother-in-law, Ms. Yan!

The picture of how he ate food poisoning and lay in the hospital in his previous life clearly reappears.