After breaking up, my ex-girlfriend regretted it

Li Qiuran put on her slippers and, at Song Wanrou's prompting, put her suitcase and backpack aside.

"Where is the kitchen?"

Li Qiuran rolled up his sleeves, prepared to cook and left quickly.

Song Wanrou glanced at Li Qiuran, were she so anxious?

However, she still took Li Qiuran into the kitchen. The kitchen was not big, but it was exquisitely decorated, clean and tidy. For a moment, Li Qiuran didn't know what to do.

Li Qiuran looked at Song Wanrou.

"Look at me for what?"

Song Wanrou said doubtfully.

"Aren't you going to teach me how to cook?"

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"Okay, you go wash your hands first, then wash and choose the vegetables."

Song Wanrou took out the spinach she bought in the morning from a cardboard box at the foot of the kitchen and signaled to Li Qiuran that she could start.

Li Qiuran took the spinach and started to wash it, but Song Wanrou's "guiding" voice could not be heard.

"The water flow doesn't need to be too big, don't make it splash."

"Didn't you have lunch?"

"This is cleaning plants, not animals. Are you afraid of crushing the vegetables to death?"

"Strength!"

"Can't you see the dust on these vegetable leaves?"

"Choose the place where the bug has bitten you!"

"And this place is all wilted. Why keep it? Pinch it off!"

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Li Qiuran was scolded terribly by Song Wanrou, and after a lot of effort, she finally cleaned the dishes.

On the other side, Song Wanrou has already heated water in the pot.

"Chop it with a knife."

Song Wanrou pointed to the kitchen knife hanging nearby.

Li Qiuran chopped it randomly for a while, and the spinach turned into a pile of fragments.

Song Wanrou simply didn't look at it, but she didn't say anything. After all, Li Qiuran was holding a knife in his hand.

If Li Qiuran got angry and stabbed himself, it would be the end of him.

Song Wanrou then asked Li Qiuran to chop the two remaining pumpkin slices in the refrigerator into small pieces.

"What's next?"

"Sheng rice!"

Under Song Wanrou's guidance, Li Qiuran scooped up two spoonfuls of millet, put it into a small bowl, and waited for the water to boil before adding the millet into it.

After doing this, Li Qiuran looked at Song Wanrou again and asked, "What else is there?"

"Can you peel potatoes?"

"(⊙o⊙)..."

Li Qiuran licked her dry lips. I was a mess when washing vegetables. You asked me to peel potatoes.

Song Wanrou shook her head, she shouldn't have hope for Li Qiuran.

"That's okay, go and wash your hands."

"Um, do you only drink millet porridge at night?"

"I still have the steamed buns from the past few days, so I'll make do tonight."

"it is good."

Li Qiuran washed his hands, and Song Wanrou brought a towel and handed it to Li Qiuran.

Neither of them spoke in the kitchen.

"Gudu~"

"Gudu~"

The water is on.

Li Qiuran stepped forward and put the millet into the pot, and then put the pumpkin pieces in.

When she was about to put the spinach in, she was stopped by Song Wanrou.

"It's too early to cook it now. When the millet porridge is almost cooked, just put it in and blanch it for a few minutes."

"Ok."

Li Qiuran stopped and put the lid on the pot.

"Then I'll go first."

Li Qiuran left the kitchen, said something to Song Wanrou, and prepared to leave.

"How will I eat when you're gone?"

Song Wanrou stopped in front of Li Qiuran.

"No, do you still need me to feed you?" Li Qiuran said helplessly.

Song Wanrou blushed when she heard this and hummed: "Stop being so glib!"

"My hand is injured and I can't hold the meal."

"You can't wait until I finish eating before leaving."

Li Qiuran felt that what Song Wanrou said made sense, so she decided to stay for a while.

Song Wanrou asked Li Qiuran to sit down on the sofa in the living room. What was placed in front of the sofa was not a glass coffee table, but a small foldable table, which seemed to be a place for eating.

Song Wanrou was busy in the kitchen. Li Qiuran got up and wanted to help, but was stopped by Song Wanrou.

Song Wanrou took out a few frozen buns from the refrigerator and put them in the microwave.

After 25 minutes, the millet porridge is cooked.

Song Wanrou greeted Li Qiuran to serve rice.

Li Qiuran took it out and put it on the small table.

"Go get another bowl."

"You drink two bowls at once?"

"Yes." Song Wanrou nodded seriously, and Li Qiuran followed suit.

Then, under Song Wanrou's instructions, Li Qiuran took out the hot buns and put them on a plate, and then placed them all on the small table in the living room.

At this time, Song Wanrou also walked out of the kitchen, holding two pairs of chopsticks and two spoons in her injured right hand.

In her left hand, she held a canned dace with black bean paste.

"Open it for me."

Song Wanrou handed the canned fish to Li Qiuran. Li Qiuran took the ring and opened it easily, then placed it in front of Song Wanrou.

Immediately afterwards, Song Wanrou left a pair of chopsticks and a spoon for herself, and handed the others to Li Qiuran.

"Give you."

"what?"

Looking at the spoon and chopsticks handed over by Song Wanrou, Li Qiuran looked at her in confusion.

"Let's eat together?"

"You're not so stupid that you can't see that this is dinner for two, are you?"

Song Wanrou looked at Li Qiuran with a smile.

Li Qiuran never thought of staying for dinner.

Just when Li Qiuran was thinking about how to refuse, Song Wanrou lowered her head and said in a low tone: "Li Qiuran, don't you dislike the shabby dinner?"

"No, absolutely not!"

Li Qiuran waved his hands repeatedly, but he had never had such an idea.

Song Wanrou's disappointment was swept away and she smiled: "Then sit down and eat together."

At the same time, Song Wanrou also pulled Li Qiuran, and her buttocks suddenly sat on the small stool that Song Wanrou had prepared long ago.

eat!
  Then let’s finish eating!

Seeing Song Wanrou's serious look on her face, Li Qiuran stopped resisting, picked up a spoon, stirred the millet porridge evenly, and drank it.

But Song Wanrou started chattering again.

"Why don't you eat steamed buns?"

"I made this myself? Are you disgusted?"

"Why not just eat it with the canned fish?"

As she spoke, Song Wanrou picked up a large piece of fish body with her awkward left hand and placed it in the small bowl in front of Li Qiuran.

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Li Qiuran ate silently. Although his hair was black, he could feel Song Wanrou's kindness.

Li Qiuran and Song Wanrou both drank two bowls of millet porridge and scraped the bottom of the pot clean.

After eating, Song Wanrou leaned on the sofa to rest.

Li Qiuran couldn't just wipe her mouth and leave after eating, so she stayed with Song Wanrou for more than ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, Li Qiuran was interrupted by Song Wanrou just as she was about to speak.

"I"

Song Wanrou pointed to the dishes and chopsticks and said, "Can you wash the dishes and wash the pots?"

"Ok?"

"You wouldn't let someone wash dishes with an injured hand, would you?"

".I-I can learn!"

Li Qiuran swallowed the words he was about to leave and said bravely.

After all, Song Wanrou's hand was still injured and she couldn't touch the water.

So for the next half hour, Song Wanrou instructed Li Qiuran to wash the pots and dishes, and Li Qiuran was scolded again for his clumsiness.

Fortunately, the bowl was not broken, and Song Wanrou also recognized his results.

in the bathroom.

Li Qiuran washed his hands, took the towel from Song Wanrou again, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

At this moment, Li Qiuran smelled the faint fragrance emanating from the towel.

Li Qiuran didn't dare to think too much and said quickly: "Is there anything else?"

"I haven't taken the medicine yet?" Song Wanrou said.

"I'll go get you some water."

Li Qiuran took the water, opened the medicine box, took out the corresponding pills according to the doctor's instructions and fed Song Wanrou to take them.

"Song Wanrou, should you be fine now?"

Li Qiuran asked in a low voice.

"Does the ointment on your hands need to be reapplied?"

Song Wanrou stretched out her finger.

Li Qiuran thought for a while, and the time was almost up.

"Ah."

So Li Qiuran gently opened the gauze on Song Wanrou's hand.

Maybe the wound was touched, and Song Wanrou trembled slightly.

Li Qiuran became more and more careful, holding Song Wanrou's tender jade fingers with one hand, and applying the cold ointment again with the other.

After applying it evenly, Li Qiuran blew a few breaths. When it was almost dry, he wrapped it with new gauze.

During this process, Li Qiuran was very careful, for fear of hurting Song Wanrou.

And Li Qiuran didn't notice that Song Wanrou was staring at him directly during this period, without even blinking.

"Okay."

Li Qiuran said softly, then looked up at Song Wanrou.

Immediately, Li Qiuran's eyes met a pair of beautiful fox eyes.

The eyes were long and narrow, as if they were smiling, and they were like clear springs, with extremely clear pupils.

It was the first time that Li Qiuran noticed that Song Wanrou's eyes were so beautiful, and her heart couldn't help but beat.

Song Wanrou also reacted, her cheeks turned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head and looked away.

Damn it, I just looked at Li Qiuran and lost my mind for a moment!
  Song Wanrou was a little shy, muttering in her heart, what on earth is going on? Even if I haven’t had a boyfriend, I wouldn’t be so love-minded, right? (End of chapter)