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Arthur stopped for a few seconds and followed her.

Sikong Nian broke his tears to smile, and his bad mood all night disappeared.

Entering the room, the servant looked at the two people who came in hand in hand, each face was the same surprise.

Si Kong read smell his body wine gas, licked the lip, "you drink?"

He did not answer the meaning, Sikong Nian looked at the direction of the kitchen, "I'll make you a snack."

When the servants heard what she said, they all changed their faces. "What do you and the young master want to eat, just tell me."

Let the young grandmother cook by herself, they don't want to do it?!

"No, I'll do it myself." Although he didn't say well, and he didn't say no, then she took him for granted.

Arthur went upstairs to take a bath. Sikong Nian went into the kitchen and took a look at the ingredients in the refrigerator. After thinking about it, he decided to make pasta.

It's simple, and it doesn't take much time.

But she overestimated herself. She never did it, and she did it badly three times in a row.

It's either the batter, or the noodle hasn't reached the heat, and the sauce can't be made well

The more time goes by, the more anxious she is, the more anxious she is to take out the battered noodles in the pot and pour it out. Carelessly, her arms are soft and weak, and the pot is overturned

The hot water poured out, and her hand wanted to draw it back. It was too late to be scalded.

"Ah..." She couldn't help breathing out the pain of the burning cone on the back of her hand.

"Young granny, are you all right?" When the servant heard the sound, he ran in in in a hurry and was shocked to see that she was scalded.

"Go and call the doctor. Grandma is scalded."

The flustered voice of the servant attracted the man who had just come downstairs.

Sikong Nian is still looking down at his hand. The next second, he is caught by his wrist and pulled to the faucet to turn on the cold water.

"Common sense, don't you understand?" Arthur pressed his thin lips, his voice freezing cold.

"I forgot..." Si Kong read low head, do not know is painful, or aggrieved, tears began to fall.

Then neither of them spoke until the doctor came in with the medicine box.

"Grandma, I'll give you medicine to deal with it. It's not good to leave scars."

"Good..." Sikong Nian followed the doctor to the living room and asked him to help himself with the medicine.

The feeling of medicine is not good, burning pain.

The pain made her sweat cold.

The night snack is made by servants, a bowl of egg and vegetable noodles, and a plate of pasta.

Sikong Nian's right hand was scalded. He had just been bandaged up. He looked at a pair of chopsticks.

She looked up and took a look at Arthur, who was already eating pasta with a fork. She flattened her mouth, then lowered her head and clumsily picked up chopsticks with her left hand.

It's no problem to take it up, but it gives her a headache.

Seeing that she couldn't take the chopsticks, the servant said to himself, "I'm sorry, but I'd better bring you a fork."

"Good."

When the fork came, sikongnian's left hand was still clumsy, but somehow he could roll up some noodles.

Just about to eat, noodles slide down from the fork and smash into the bowl. All the soup splashed on the face

Unspeakable confusion.

Arthur had finished eating. He put down his knife and fork and wiped the corners of his lips. Sikong Nian had been hungry for a day. He spent a lot of physical strength in riding. Now he was so hungry that his limbs were weak.

She looked at Arthur in a soft voice, "help me, will you?"

In front of her, Arthur took the chopsticks and put them down.

Satisfied to eat the noodles he fed, Sikong Nian asked in a low voice: "you don't love me, you're just angry with me, right?"

[good night ~]

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