Reborn Top Student and Sweet Little Wife

Fu Yiran buried his head in a fight with the dumpling skin that he could not pinch together, ignoring Tong Qiao.

Lu Anran frowned frowningly, "What do you learn from him? Cooking? That's all a woman's job. What's so great about a big man who can cook? Do you think my dad can cook?"

Tong Qiao was not happy. The child also took Lu Jinshen to stop her. He glanced at Lu Jinshen displeasurely. The meaning was obvious: Why didn’t you cook?

Lu Jinshen looked innocent and gave his wife a smile to spoil you.

Tong Qiao turned his head and began to educate his daughter, "You still know that cooking is a woman's job, aren't you always a man? Will you?"

"I will not, will you not?" Lu Anran took it for granted.

Tong Qiao's blood went straight to his head, and he turned the other way around. "You give me to go to the kitchen to fight for your brother and learn hard."

"Why do I have to fight him? I won't go." Lu Anran thought that Xu Fengyu's pendulum pinched her face and felt uncomfortable.

"going or not?"

"Don't go!"

Tong Qiao turned his head and shouted at Lu Jinshen, "Lu Jinshen, you control her."

Lu Jinshen stretched out his hand to appease his wife. He reached into the air and found that his hands were full of flour. Instead, he rubbed her face with the back of her hand. "What's the anger with the child?" , With a serious look and a majestic voice, "Shalln't you go yet?"

Lu Anran dropped the dumpling skin in his hand, got up reluctantly, and whispered while walking towards the kitchen: "I knew that my dad was bullying people, and my dad too, how can he be so afraid of his wife."

Xu Fengyu turned around and saw Lu Anran muttering and came in and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Lu Anran didn't have a good air: "Do you think I am willing to come? Are you okay to show what cooking skills? Is it great for men to cook? Let me learn, if there is anything to learn, let me do what?"

Xu Fengyu guessed from Lu Anran's words that he didn't want to show his cooking skills, but he felt uncomfortable sitting with Lu Jinshen. Of course he wouldn't explain to Lu Anran, "I can handle it without your help. ."

"This is what you said, don't blame me for not helping me." Lu Anran was relaxed and stood by to watch Xu Fengyu wash vegetables. She would not go out to let Tong Qiao fall.

He did things very seriously. He washed the celery carefully one by one. After washing, he put them on the cutting board and cut them into rhombic shapes.

The vegetables are beautifully cut, and the fingers of the vegetables are also very beautiful. They are slender and fair, as delicate as women's hands, but the joints are larger than women's hands. They must be distinct and more powerful.

Lu Anran lightly controlled by hand and watched from the side, could not help but ask: "Does anyone say that your hand looks good?"

Xu Fengyu cut the vegetable's hand diagonally to the side and almost cut his finger. He turned his head and saw Lu Anran looking at his hand with his eyes shining, leaning his body obliquely, blocking her view, exhaling gently, adjusting Messy breathing, and then continue to cut vegetables.

Lu Anran couldn't see the beautiful hands, so he pressed his body on the countertop and tilted his head, "Can you let me touch your hand?"

Chant!

The knife wiped his fingers and brought out a string of blood beads.

"Yeah, you got it?"

When Lu Anran exclaimed, Xu Fengyu recovered, and when his eyes touched the crimson blood on his fingers, a large sea of ​​blood immediately appeared in his mind. The blood exploded from the forehead of the man, and the blood flowing from the chest of the woman, his eyes turned to him. Rushed in.

Xu Fengyu was dizzy for a while, and his body was rickety and unstable.

Lu Anran quickly helped him, "Are you all right?"

"I... dizzy blood..." Xu Fengyu didn't dare to look at his fingers, leaning on Lu Anran, breathing quickly.

"What? Halt blood? A big man..." The man's height and length were all pressed against Lu Anran. She couldn't help herself, turned her head toward the kitchen door and prepared to call someone...

"Don't shout." Xu Fengyu's eyes fell on the chair in the corner of the kitchen. "Help me... sit down for a while."

"But I can't help you, or let my dad come in..."

"No." Xu Fengyu refused firmly, letting Lu Anran support the fluid table.

The blood on his fingers was particularly conspicuous on the white fluid table, but he never looked at his hands.

Lu Anran walked over to support Xu Fengyu's arm. "I really don't know what you can do?"

He did not want to worry Tong Qiao and Lu Jinshen, nor did they want to let them know that the incident left him an indelible mark.

Xu Fengyu turned his head to look at Lu Anran. He was obviously disgusted, but he still put his arm on her shoulder and embraced him and walked to the chair. Like Tong Qiao, the woman with hard mouth and soft heart couldn't help but hook gently Take a look at the corner of your lips, "You can ignore me."

"Do you think I am willing? My mother must have blamed me for not taking care of you for a while."

The two were close together, and Xu Fengyu could see Lu Anran's eyelashes flickering when he said these words, which is a real excuse to hold back.

Is Tong Qiao so unclear?

Lu Anran helped Xu Fengyu to sit on the chair, looked at the blood stains on the fluid table and the ground, frowned, and finally his eyes fell on his bloody fingers, "Your fingers are still bleeding, don’t tell me How do parents get it?"

"You go upstairs and get disinfectant and gauze."

"Good." Lu Anran walked towards the door.

"Wait."

Lu Anran turned back, "What more?"

"You first clean the blood here, I looked dizzy." Xu Fengyu didn't dare to look, but there was always a large amount of blood flowing towards him in the afterglow of his eyes, knowing that there was no, but that kind of feeling he couldn't control.

"It's a lot of things." Lu Anran said in his mouth, but the man folded back again, took a little paper to clean up the blood stains, and finally came to Xu Fengyu, his injured hand fell on his side, A small pool of blood had dripped from the ground under my fingers.

Lu Anran used three sheets of paper to clean it up. Finally, she drew two sheets of paper and handed it to Xu Fengyu. "Press the wound first to stop bleeding."

"I'm dizzy." Xu Fengyu missed it and leaned back on the chair, looking at the ceiling all the time.

"..." Lu Anran really doubted that Xu Fengyu was pretending, shouldn't halo blood faint?Why isn't he dizzy?But his pale face was not as pretending as it was just a shaky look.

Lu Anran pulled Xu Fengyu's hand, and wanted to wrap his wound with paper, but when she saw the slender, well-proportioned and slender hands, her eyes immediately began to star, and she couldn't help but touch it gently. It looks pretty like a piece of art."

The soft touch penetrated from the skin into the depth of the texture, Xu Fengyu shook his hand back like an electric shock, and then pulled away the paper in Lu Anran's hand, wrapped the injured finger with feeling.