Black-bellied little crazy concubine: Xie Zun, come to the live broadcast!

Chapter 179 This cliff is true love!
As he said that, he moved the knife to his back, removed the charred meat little by little, and then sprinkled medicinal wine to clean the wound. Seeing that the temperature of the knife dropped, he moved it to the fire pan and roasted it, and continued.

The time in my eyes: Hey, watching the broadcaster treat the wound gave me goosebumps, it's so bloody...

Yiyi who eats your house: I turned on the star network blocker to automatically block bloody scenes. After all, I am dizzy with blood, so I can just look at Luo Xuanxuan's face, but I don't want to look at his wounds.

Little boy: It was already very distressing to see the broadcaster’s serious injury, but now seeing Luo Xuanxuan’s injury, I suddenly feel that the broadcaster’s injury is nothing, after all, there is such a great god as Luo Xuanxuan to help her heal her injuries, but Luo Xuanxuan But it's different, you have to get through it yourself. QUQ Oh, my heart hurts.

It took a long time to do this, and it took more than half an hour after his wound was treated.

Luo Huoqin saw that his back was covered with white ointment, the hair on his forehead was soaked in sweat, and it was softly attached to his face. Beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks. He squeezed it tightly, obviously in severe pain.

But at this moment, he finally looked like fireworks, not that cold and emotionless fairy...

"It's getting late now, I'm going to get some food, you wait here for me, don't run around if you're injured so badly." Luo Huoqin told him, then opened the door and walked out.

He didn't realize that Xiao Luoxuan's eyes had been chasing her figure, those eyes were like a deep pool, faint and deep.

When she went to the kitchen just now, she saw a lot of ingredients, and she could cook a few dishes to eat.

Luo Huoqin cooked millet porridge, two dishes and one soup, chicken with mushrooms, boiled cabbage and carrot and corn soup, all of which were relatively light, suitable for Xiao Luoxuan to eat.

The drama is too deep: The broadcaster can even cook, tsk tsk, a typical good wife and mother!

It's all routine: I've only watched the broadcaster eat and eat, but I didn't expect to contribute to Luo Xuanxuan for the first time cooking. If this is not true love, then what else is true love?

Ye Qingqing: The precipice is true love. Think about it, Luo Xuanxuan is the savior of the broadcaster, and the broadcaster helped Luo Xuanxuan treat his wounds, hehe...I recently read a novel, and there is a saying in it, It was written like this: There is no way to repay the grace of saving life, the little girl can only promise it with her body...

Hurry up and get in the car: Hahahaha, this is good, this is good, what kind of novel are you reading, I will also read it.

Luo Huoqin took time to watch the live broadcast, and found that his face was blackened by firewood, took out a clean handkerchief and wiped it, and complained: "You guys should stop thinking so much, if you really can't do it, go to sleep! "

There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me: why do you want to sleep?

Tsundere Little Moe: It is estimated that the broadcaster wants to tell you, it is better not to daydream.

Confused face: Broadcaster, if you really talk about it, you will lose us babies! ! !
When Luo Huoqin saw the words of the tsundere little cutie, she liked it: "That's right, the little cutie really understands me, that's what it means. Okay, I won't tell you, I'll take the dishes out for dinner first."

With that said, Luo Huoqin turned her gaze back, put all the dishes, soup, and chopsticks she had cooked into the interspatial ring, and walked towards Xiao Luoxuan's room.

As soon as Luo Huoqin stepped into the room, he saw him already dressed, sitting at the table, holding a book and reading it intently.

His profile was serene, and the light reflected on his face, which was rarely soft.

(End of this chapter)