Chapter 1909

Yang Xiaoqian was a little surprised.

She didn't expect that in a short time, Jiang Yuting turned out to be a master from a kitchen idiot. Looking at the dishes on this table, she was a little surprised, "this... Are you making these?"

Even if she saw him working in the kitchen, she still couldn't believe it.

Four dishes and one soup are all home-made dishes, but they are all her favorite dishes.

Yang Xiaoqian had always felt that Jiang Yuting didn't confess to her, maybe his love was different from what she thought.

However, now she suddenly found that there was a gap, but Jiang Yuting seemed to like it more than she imagined.

Is that so?

"What happened to your hand?" Previously, Jiang Yuting blushed in the car, and Yang Xiaoqian was like carrying a little rabbit in her heart. Jiang Yuting was wearing a pair of gloves on her hands, and naturally she didn't see his hands.

But at this moment, I saw the scalded bags on his hand, and some of them had gone down, but the traces were still there.

"Are you stupid?" Yang Xiaoqian took his hand. "Where is the medicine box at home? Why don't you apply the medicine?"

"I have a plaster." Jiang Yuting said, "I'll wipe it later in the evening. The medicine has some flavor. I'm afraid it will taste when cooking."

I'm afraid she won't like the smell on him.

"Not afraid." Yang Xiaoqian lowered her head, and a tear fell down like this, just falling on Jiang Yuting's hand.

"You... Don't cry, I don't hurt at all." Jiang Yuting was flustered and wanted to raise her hand to wipe Yang Xiaoqian's tears, but she stopped him, "then tell me where the ointment is? I'll put it on you."

"Have a meal first, and then wipe it after dinner?" The ointment tastes a little strong, but the effect is very good.

"No." Yang Xiaoqian took his hand.

Jiang Yuting's mind is all in her own hands. This is the first time Yang Xiaoqian has taken the initiative to hold his hand.

Her hands are different from his, soft and easy to pinch.

Confused, she took out the ointment and asked her to smear it on herself.

Yang Xiaoqian's hand was very light, as if she was afraid of hurting him. She wiped it and blew it gently.

The wind makes Jiang Yuting's heart itch.

"I... I suddenly want to go to the bathroom." Jiang Yuting pulled away his hand, blushed and ran away like a gust of wind.

Leave the inexplicable Yang Xiaoqian, "..."

Is it urgent?

But why is your face so red? Is it anger?

Housekeeper Jiang, who was hiding in the dark and preparing to go out, "..."

Young master, this is too shy, isn't it?

It wasn't like this when I was a child.

He glanced at Yang Xiaoqian, who was stunned. It's all right. He'd better take advantage of the rare holiday to have some coffee and listen to music in the coffee shop.

Young master... I'll grow up after tempering myself.

It's just that both of them are so innocent. I don't know when he can hold the little young master.

Housekeeper Jiang expressed concern about this.

When Jiang Yuting came out, his hair was still wet. "Did you take a bath?"

"Well." Jiang Yuting felt that his body temperature seemed to be rising again.

"Eat." Jiang Yuting took Yang Xiaoqian and sat down. Then he lit the candle and turned on the light very dark.

Um

In fact, she thought it was better to turn on the light, but look at Jiang Yuting, let it go.

In fact, candlelight dinner or something, with this four dishes and one soup, is actually still ok... Right?

"How's it going?"