What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

Aoki Si sat down on the sofa in the living room, with a random channel on the TV, holding the medical book and studying it carefully.Today's efforts on Qiong have not yielded any results.No matter what, Qiong was unwilling to open the door, and she didn't know what she did wrong, which always made her a little angry for no reason.

After reading it for about half an hour, when it was almost time to make dinner, Secretary Aoki put down the medical book, stretched his waist, and just turned on the TV to prepare to cook.

Taking out the vegetables, Aoki Tsukasa hummed a ditty, and listened to the hostess on TV telling jokes in variety shows. Thinking of tomorrow's holiday and having a good sleep, Aoki Tsukasa felt extremely happy, and even cut the vegetables diligently A few points.

Because he had to practice hard in the dream practice room every day, Aoki Secretary never felt full of energy when he was in class, and he was so sleepy every day.

While cutting the vegetables, the jokes told by the hostess next to his ears made Aoki Si laugh occasionally.

"By the way, what have you been up to lately?" A male artist on TV asked the hostess.

The hostess smiled softly, and replied: "Speaking of which, it's really not too busy recently, because I'm busy getting married recently."

"Oh oh oh!" A group of people exaggeratedly sighed from the TV: "I didn't expect to get married so soon!"

"Yeah, I didn't expect that either." The hostess spoke in a shy voice, "But when it comes to getting married, I suddenly think of "The Bad Boy Ahu" that starts broadcasting at seven o'clock every night. This TV show..."

"Oh!" Aoki Secretary trembled when he heard the sudden turning point, the kitchen knife in his hand cut a hole in his finger, he instinctively swung the knife aside, covered his finger and took a step back, He bumped into the chair placed in front of the dining table behind him.The chair was knocked back, made a bang sound, and fell to the ground with a crash.

"Hiss..." Taking a deep breath, Aoki Si smiled wryly and quickly flushed the bleeding wound with water. He was angry with the hostess for no reason: "How much did you charge to get married to a TV show?" Ah! This TV drama has so much publicity expenses, can it be paid back! "

Aoki Division temporarily wrapped his finger with a kitchen tissue, saw the bleeding wound and hurriedly squatted in the living room looking for a band-aid.

Upstairs, Qiong cautiously opened the door because he heard the sound of something falling downstairs.Hearing the sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets downstairs, Qiong quietly walked down the stairs and observed the situation in the living room at the corner.

She felt that this might be a trick used by Aoki Division - to trick her out of the room.This guy always has a simple and honest face and is inexplicably cunning at the same time. He must have known that he can't keep his face when he sees him, so he tried every means to talk to himself face to face.

But when she saw Aoki Si squatting in the living room, frowning, turning over the cabinet with one hand and wrapping the other hand in a paper towel, the paper towel was stained with blood, she immediately walked out.

"Qiong?" Aoki Si looked at the frowning Qiong walking towards him in surprise, and retracted his injured hand with a wry smile: "Why are you down now?"

"Stretch out your hand!" With a cold face, Qiong grabbed Aokisi's hand aggressively, obviously wanting to maintain a cold attitude, to tell him that he has not forgiven him yet, but when he moved, he couldn't help but act softly.

Carefully uncovering the paper towel, seeing a bloody incision on it, which was neither too big nor too small, Qiong frowned fiercely: "Idiot...do you always cut your fingers when you cook?"

Seeing that Qiong Mingming looked like a little girl, but his tone was very mature, Aoki couldn't help smiling.

"What are you laughing at? You idiot!" Qiong rolled his eyes at Aokisi, went to the cabinet under the TV, dug out the medical box in two strokes, and handed it to Aokisi.

Seeing Aoki Si awkwardly holding the medical box because of his injury, Qiong sighed helplessly: "It's really..."

She brought the medical kit over again, knelt down in front of Aoki Si, opened the medical kit, first took out iodophor for disinfection, and pulled out a cotton swab, watching Aoki Si puff up his face: "What are you looking at, Reach out."

Aoki Division obediently stretched out his injured finger.

Qiong put the paper towel on the ground, dipped some povidone iodine with a cotton swab, and wiped it on Aokiji's wound.

Aoki Division took a small breath.

"Does it hurt?" Qiong became more cautious.

Aoki Secretary shook his head, and smiled: "It doesn't hurt."

"Idiot!" Qiong lowered his head, his cheeks were reddish, after wiping his wound, he looked at Aoki Si and said pretendingly indifferently: "Go and wash the side of the wound before coming here."

Said, handed him a cotton swab.

Aoki Si obediently got up and used a cotton swab to bypass the wound, washed off the blood on his fingers, and then returned to the original place, looking at Qiong silly.

Qiong took out the band-aid, held his fingers in both hands, and stuck the wound well. Seeing his happy expression, he pressed his finger on the band-aid hard with shame and indignation.Seeing this, Aoki Si grinned in pain, and stood up with a snort.

Turn around and go upstairs again.

"Qiong!" Aoki Si stared at her long silver hair with a gentle tone.

Qiong originally planned to pretend not to hear, but heard Aoki Si continue to say: "Thank you, Qiong."

"Idiot." Qiong couldn't help but turned his head, looked at Aoki Si's smiling face, and said in embarrassment: "The big idiot who will cut his fingers when cutting vegetables!"

After finishing speaking, he trotted back to his room, and slammed the door shut again.

Leaning against the door, Qiong patted his head in disappointment: "Why can't I hold back, this Xiasi must be proud again! Really..."

What a dishonest child.Aoki Si felt warm in his heart, and couldn't take back his smile no matter what.After packing up the medical kit, Aoki looked at the hostess who was still chatting on TV, and heard her talking nonsense about joint ventures between the two countries in TV dramas, and the blooming of both styles, and so on. Hate her.

Well, everyone wants to have a meal.

Aoki Division chose to forgive her.Of course, I still don’t watch TV dramas, because the people in them can fight and talk, they are all talented people.He felt that in reality, being around him was already exciting enough, and it was better not to be continuously refreshed by TV dramas.

After touching the band-aid on his finger, Aoki returned to the kitchen and started a happy cooking time.

"A Zhen, fell in love with A Qiang~" Singing a Huaxia song that he didn't know how to remember, the corners of Aoki Si's mouth almost reached his ears.

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"Buzz, buzz."

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone next to his ear caused Aoki Si to open his eyes with some headaches.He originally thought that he could sleep in late today, but he had a good time practicing in the mixed martial arts training ground yesterday.

Some of them took out their mobile phones weakly and glanced at the messages inside.

"Boss, do you want to come out to play on Saturday?" Aoki Secretary looked at the message from Maeda Tiger, turned over on the bed tiredly, and replied with his fingers: "Let's talk in the afternoon, I want to sleep for a while."

"Boss...it's already afternoon." Maeda Tiger's message made Aoki Si's eyes widen slightly, and he blinked to see that the time on the phone was impressively written at [-]:[-] pm.

How can I sleep this long?Qiong didn't eat breakfast or lunch, did he?

Thinking of this, Aoki Division immediately wanted to get up.