Chapter 82

Su Yicheng looks at him, and his expression obviously doesn't believe what she just said.

Ling ran laughed and said, "well, I just want to give us another chance."

"No way!" Su Yicheng flatly refused, "Ling ran, don't force us to be friends."

Ling ran was stunned and fixed on looking at him. He just wanted to open his mouth. He came over safely with a soy sauce bottle behind him. His face was smiling again. It was as if Enron had just left, as if nothing had changed before Enron left.

Here you are Enron handed her the soy sauce.

Ling ran reached out and took it, smiling at her apologetically, and said, "the whole bottle has been given to me. What should your family do?"

"It's OK. We still have it here. You can use it first." Said Enron.

Ling ran nodded and said thanks. Before leaving, she pulled and laughed at Su Yicheng, nodded, and then turned away.

She was escorted out safely, and then she closed the door. When she turned back, she saw Su Yi Cheng sitting on the sofa in the living room. She didn't know when she had an extra cigarette in her hand. Then she took out a lighter from her pocket With a spark in his hand, the white smoke diffused around him.

Enron went to him and asked, "what's the matter?"

Su Yicheng shook his head and laughed at him. He only said, "suddenly I'm addicted to smoking." And then he sucked.

Looking at him calmly, he was very sad. After a long time, he said, "I'll wash the vegetables first." Then he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

She knew that he was lying. He was not addicted to smoking. How could a person who doesn't even have a little smoke smell at ordinary times be addicted to smoking. She didn't know what he had to do with Ling ran, but he thought they should know each other, even if they wanted to pretend they didn't.

Su Yicheng watched her go into the kitchen, and then she was busy on the glass stage. In fact, he hated cigarettes, and even hated the smell of cigarettes. At the moment, he was extremely eager for the pleasure brought by cigarettes, just like a person in the dry desert, without a drop of water, the whole person's thirsty lips were cracked, and at this time, he found the legacy of predecessors in the sand in front of him, or There is not much water in the kettle, but even a drop is what he yearns for at the moment.

"Pa --!"

The kitchen knife slammed to the ground in the kitchen, and then he only heard a breath, "hiss!" He stood there with his hands covered and his brows frowned tightly.

"Damn it!" he said Su Yicheng uttered a low mantra, and violently twisted the unfinished part of his throat into the ashtray on the low table, and rose to face the kitchen.

After pulling An'an's hand, I saw that Enron's index finger had been cut a lot. At the moment, the new red blood was bubbling out, looking at some startling.

"Why so careless." Her eyebrows were full of worry, but her voice was full of blame. She dragged her to the living room and found out the medicine box under the TV cabinet in the living room. Then she disinfected the wound with iodine wine. The tweezers hurt Enron accidentally. She took a sharp breath from her mouth. Su Yicheng glanced at her eyes and said, "is it hurt?"

Safely tightly pursed the lip, endured the pain, shook his head, did not speak.

Su Yi Cheng continued to use medicine, cotton dipped in iodine wine, and disinfected her again, but this time it was much lighter.

Su Yicheng bandaged the wound professionally, disinfecting, applying medicine and wrapping gauze. Every step was in place. Even the final gauze was wrapped beautifully, just like a professional nurse in the hospital.

Enron looked at him to help himself bandage the wound, and finally made a beautiful knot for the two people of the gauze. He could not help asking, "did you often bandage people before?"

Su Yicheng looked at her eyes, put the iodine and other things back into the first-aid box, and said, "my mother used to be a nurse in a military hospital. My father used to be injured when he was exercising. His mother dealt with all the wounds. At that time, I stood by with the medicine box, and if I saw more, I would be able to do it."

He nodded quietly, then stood up, ready to go back to the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" Su Yicheng stops her.

Enron turned around and said innocently, "Er, prepare dinner."

Su Yicheng sighed. She dared to say it. She said in a slightly serious tone: "are you going to cut your own meat for dinner?"

Enron face slightly red, argued: "just now, just was not careful."

Su Yicheng shook her head a little helplessly. He pulled her back to the sofa in the living room. He said seriously, "sit down here. I'll call you when we have dinner."

"I -" got up peacefully and wanted to say something, but Su Yicheng pressed down heavily and said, "sit down." With that, he took the apron on one side and put it on his body. Then he turned and went straight into the kitchen.

Enron watching him back to her busy in the kitchen, he and Ling Ran is what relationship? Ling ran!

Wait a minute. It seems that she recalled something. She suddenly remembered a phone call she received at noon the other day. She also asked her to convey a word to Su Yicheng for her. She still remembered that sentence was like, "my name is Ling. Please tell him that I'm back." In addition, she said she wanted to see him.Is Ling ran the woman surnamed Ling who called the other day?

Sitting safely on the sofa, my mind drifted far and far.

In Enron's stomach to speculate on the imagination, suddenly heard someone call around, "Enron? Safe? "

When she came back to her senses, Su Yicheng had already rushed out of the kitchen again to make dinner, and was asking her to come over for dinner.

"What were you thinking about? There was no response after several calls. " Asked Su Yicheng.

Enron didn't know how to say it. He just laughed at him, shook his head and said, "nothing. I'm thinking about work."

"Is there a problem at work?" Su Yicheng asked casually. He went into the kitchen and took two bowls of rice from the rice cooker and put them on the bar.

Enron shook his head and didn't tell him what happened in the company this afternoon. "I can fix it myself." Then I sat down on the high chair in front of the bar. On the bar, I saw several dishes with perfect color and flavor, such as stewed eggplant in oil, braised crucian carp in brown sauce, stir fried water spinach, egg steamed meat foam, and two bowls of white rice. It looks very homely, but also has an appetite.

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