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The water in the pot bubbled, and the water vapor rose from the pores and was dense in the air.

Bailiyuns opened the package of quick-frozen dumplings and held a hard frozen dumpling in his hand. The man stood nearly half a meter away from the pot, and then threw the dumplings into the boiling pot in the posture of throwing a baseball.

Plop, the dumplings hit the pot, and the water splashed out. A drop splashed on the back of his hand, burning his teeth.

One, one

Plop, plop

Finally, he threw a packet of dumplings into the boiling water pot. The back of his hand had been scalded red. He ignored the scald on his hand and quickly covered the pot.

Bailiyun stared at the pot carefully and waited for the water to boil. The Internet said that after the dumplings were launched, when the water rolled, he had to add cold water twice.

A few minutes later, the water finally boiled. He filled a bowl of cold water in a small bowl, poured it into the pot and continued to cook.

When he filled the cooked dumplings into the bowl, Li Duobao just came down from upstairs. Her hair was still a little wet and spread over her shoulders. She changed into her own clothes, a plaid skirt and a white cardigan. She was young and energetic.

Bailiyun took the dumplings to the dining room and greeted her with a smile. "The dumplings are just out of the pot. Come and eat them while they are hot."

Li Duobao trotted over, "OK, I like dumplings best."

"If you like, eat more. Here are your chopsticks. Have a taste." Bailiyun stuffed chopsticks into her hand, held her shoulder and pressed her on the chair.

Li Duobao took chopsticks and didn't start. He glanced at the table and asked curiously, "why is there only one bowl? Don't you eat? "

Bailiyun touched his nose, "there's only one bag of quick-frozen dumplings. You eat them first. I'll cook instant noodles later."

"What's the matter with the back of your hand?" Li Duobao saw that the back of his hand was red.

He shrugged carelessly. "It's all right. I accidentally burned it just now."

"Why don't you deal with it? If there are blisters, it will become serious. " Li Duobao quickly put down his chopsticks and grabbed his wrist. His delicate eyebrows frowned. "So red, flush it with cold water first."

She couldn't help saying, grabbed his wrist, dragged him to the sink, turned on the tap, washed the back of his hand with cold water, and carefully explained, "after scalding, first wash the wound with cold water, then soak the wound in cold water for more than ten minutes to half an hour, and then apply it with scalding medicine. Do you have scalding medicine in your house?"

Bailiyun looked at her serious look and was in a great mood. He couldn't feel the burning on the back of his hand, and turned a deaf ear to her questions.

Li Duobao didn't get an answer for a long time. He looked up and said angrily, "Hey, what are you thinking? I asked you, "do you have any scald medicine at home?"

Bai Liyun smiled in his eyes and shook his head, "No."

Li Duobao thought for a moment and said, "it doesn't matter. If there is no medicine, you can replace it with honey, ginger juice or toothpaste. If you smear it on the wound, you can soon inhibit redness and swelling and relieve pain. You soak your hands in cold water and don't move. I'll get the toothpaste. "

Hundred miles cloud eyebrow eye curved, "good."

The little girl ran upstairs like a gust of wind to look for toothpaste. Bai Liyun smiled more on her lips. Her eyes dropped slightly. Looking at her fingers soaked in cold water, her heart was filled.

"Well, here comes the toothpaste." Li Duobao blew back to him like a gust of wind. He first disinfected the back of his hand with alcohol, and then carefully applied toothpaste to the injured place.

Bailiyun looked at the back of his hand painted snow-white, and the corners of his lips bent. "I didn't expect you to understand these things."

Li Duobao grinned. "When I was a child, cooking was often hot. That's what my mother taught me. There is a saying that a long illness makes a good doctor. It's me. "

The smile on bailiyun's face gradually stagnated. Whenever she mentioned the past life, he felt distressed, but she never took it to heart as if nothing had happened. She was even proud that the past suffering created her now.

Whenever he knew her more, he liked her more.

He thought, how lonely would his life be if he didn't meet her on the plane when he withdrew from that desperate single love?

He slightly hooked the corners of his lips, gently pressed her head and said softly, "eat, the dumplings are sticky."

Li Duobao blinked and quickly rolled up his cardigan sleeve. "Sit down first and I'll get you something to eat."

"No, I'm not hungry yet. You eat first. " Bailiyun tried to stop her. She put her hands on his back, pushed him to the table and joked, "now the kitchen is my place. Don't come in and disturb me. Sit down and I'll be back soon."

Bailiyun watched her open the refrigerator, hesitated for a few seconds, then took out some eggs and tomatoes, and took a bag of instant noodles from the locker.

Wearing an apron and in a good mood, she wandered around the cooking table for a few minutes and soon came with a bowl of delicious tomato and egg noodles.

She put the noodles in front of him, handed him a pair of chopsticks, squinted and smiled, "be careful."

Bailiyun's narrow fox eyes bent and opened the chair for her, "sit down quickly. The dumplings are cold."

"It doesn't matter. It's convenient to enter when it's cold." Li Duobao took a chubby dumpling and put it into his bowl. His eyebrows and eyes were all smiling. "This is the dumpling you worked hard to cook. How can you do without tasting it?"

Bailiyun picked a chopstick noodles and sent it to the entrance. His eyes immediately became red. "Delicious, Duobao, your cooking is great."

Li Duobao was embarrassed to be praised by him. He bit a dumpling and praised him politely. "The dumplings are also delicious."

He smiled grimly, "unfortunately, I didn't make it myself. It's a quick-frozen dumpling. I'm just responsible for cooking it. As a result, I burned my hand..."

Li Duobao's big watery eyes blinked and grinned, "it's not a shame that you can't cook. You can do a lot of things, and I can't either."

Bailiyun immediately smiled, "so, you won't mind?"

"Of course not!" Li Duobao blinked suspiciously. He really didn't know what to mind about this kind of thing.

Of course, she doesn't understand bailiyun's mind. He looks natural and proud. In fact, he still has a sense of inferiority and feels guilty for his past. In the face of such a pure Li Duobao, he wants to become the perfect man in her mind.

After dinner, bailiyun took the initiative to undertake the responsibility of washing dishes and washing pots. Li Duobao pushed him aside and coaxed him like a child. "If your hand is hurt, you'd better rest. I'm used to doing these housework and will be fine soon."

Bailiyun relies on watching her busy in the kitchen, skillfully doing housework, with a quiet smile on her face. Her graceful posture looks more and more charming under the soft light. That feeling is very wonderful and warm, just like they have been a couple who have lived for many years. They don't need to do anything. As long as they look at her quietly here, they are satisfied.