Magic cool husband only loves his naughty wife

I didn't want to pay attention to it, but the sound was getting louder and louder, and I seemed to smell something burning.

What's going on? How can there be a burning smell? Is it a fire? Zhao Yi suddenly woke up from the bed. His upper body was wrapped with several layers of gauze. He didn't wear clothes. He looked down at the gauze in front of him, and then listened attentively. He found that the sound seemed to come from the kitchen.

It's so burnt. Who's cooking something in the kitchen? Zhao Yi stretched out her hand to cover the pain in her heart, supported her weak body out of bed and walked to the kitchen.

When he saw a familiar figure bustling around the kitchen in an apron, he couldn't help smiling. She was less proud but more feminine in an apron, which made him feel warm in his heart. A person as proud as she would not easily enter the kitchen. This time, she was willing to cook for him, It really moved him.

"Cough... Why didn't you lie down in bed and run out when you woke up?" Qin ran, who was burning porridge for the first time and was conducting the second experiment, heard footsteps and looked back. He saw Zhao Yi, frowning, and immediately came forward to hold him.

"In other words, how can you ravage and ravage my kitchen?" Looking at the mess inside, he could already imagine what he would look like when he came to see the scene at the hourly work tomorrow.

"Hey, I was worried that you would wake up hungry, so I thought of making porridge for you. How can you say I ravaged and ravaged your kitchen?" Qin ran helped him to the bedroom and sighed that cooking is really a great knowledge. She wants to pay tribute to the chef on behalf of people.

"You can ask Jess to order takeout. Why do it yourself." He's not a cook, and he knows she's not.

"Now in the middle of the night, where can I bring you takeout? It's okay. I can cook porridge for you." It's just porridge cooking. She doesn't believe she can't handle such a simple thing. If she can't do it once, try it for the second time. If it's a big deal, try it again three times. She doesn't believe she won't use it. She can't even cook porridge. Qin ran waved confidently. Unexpectedly, she affected the pain on the back of her hand and couldn't help taking a breath.

"Why is the back of your hand red and swollen? Is it hot? " Hearing her breathing, Zhao Yi immediately grabbed the back of her hand and found a red and swollen mark on it. It hurt.

"It's all right. It's just that I was scalded by the porridge just now. It's all right." Compared with his injury at the moment, what's her scald? Qin ran took his hand back.

"Nothing's wrong. Everything swells up. If you don't wipe it with ointment quickly, the wound will bubble and it will hurt when it festers. The scald ointment is in the drawer. I'll bring it to you... Cough, cough..." Zhao Yi's words just finished. He can't breathe, his throat itches, and he can't help bursting out a series of coughs. He just shook his body, If Qin ran didn't hold him, he would fall.

"You can't take care of yourself and worry about others. Go to bed quickly." Qin ran held him with one hand and stroked his heart with the other. Hearing his seemingly desperate cough, he was very distressed.