Chapter 750

"..."

Yu Yuehan looks at the chrysanthemum tea in front of him. His eyebrows are slightly plucked and his thin lips are slightly moving.

"My hands hurt, I can't hold the water glass. You feed me."

He said, raising his tightly wrapped palm.

The wound in his palm was bandaged by Nian Xiaomu.

At that time, I just felt sorry for him. I was afraid that he would accidentally bleed the wound, so I purposely bandaged him a little thicker. The gauze was wrapped twice more.

At the moment, it's OK to serve tea. It may not be so convenient to eat with chopsticks.

"Give me your hand, and I'll remove two circles of gauze for you, so it won't hurt." Year small Mu says, cannot help but say, pull his hand, quickly took apart several circles of gauze.

And then I'll tie the knot again.

When tying the knot, he deliberately turned the gauze over and tied a bow on the back of his hand.

Just now, there was a pathetic wound. For a moment, there was a touch of indescribable Nianqi.

The waiter soon began to serve.

When I put the dishes on the table, I saw the bows on Yu Yuehan's back, and the action was obvious.

The next second, I was stared by Yu Yuehan, and I quickly looked away, pretending that I didn't see anything.

Try to smile.

It was not until I walked out of the room that there was a dull laugh outside

Young mu, the founder of the figurine, could not help sitting in a chair and laughing with his stomach in his hands.

Heartless look, simple like a child.

I don't have any heart.

With the video, the eyes are sharp, as if there are thousands of gullies in the heart of the woman, very different.

Maybe, the person in the video is really not her

More and more cold and black eyes twinkle, gather up eyes, thin lips slightly open, "feed me."

"Why? You have your own hands. I've untied the gauze for you. You can take chopsticks. " Nian Xiaomu put a piece of meat in his mouth and said vaguely.

Yu Yuehan glanced at her coldly.

"But the hand still hurts."

“……”

Put a bow on his hand, and he really treats himself as a girl, doesn't he?

They are all bandaged. They even shout that they can't eat with their hands hurt. They let people feed them.

Affectation!

Nian Xiaomu murmured in his heart, but when he thought of the bloody wound in his palm, he still sat beside him.

He reached for his bowl and gave him a bite to eat.

"What would you like to eat?" She asked, taking back her chopsticks.

"Fish." I leaned on the back of my chair and continued to pretend to be pitiful.

The words fall, and Nian Xiaomu has already put a piece of meat into his mouth.

Then I fed myself another piece.

Yu Yuehan thought that she didn't hear him clearly. When she asked him what to eat for the second time, he repeated: "fish".

This time, however, he was fed meat.

It's just from braised meat to hand-made meatballs.

At this moment, Yu Yuehan is no longer slow to respond, but also realize that she is intentional.

Black eyes staring at her, I want to eat fish

"I heard that, but I want to eat meat. Who is in charge of the dishes and who is in charge, or you will take care of them?" Young Muli's answer is straight and strong.

Then he took another meatball and put it in his mouth.

Yu Yuehan: "..."

"Then what else do you ask me?"

"Ask politely. Don't take it seriously. Besides, you have wounds on your hands. Eating too much seafood can cause inflammation." Young Mu's lips are curled. He has a sincere face of "I'm all for you".