"That's right, am I a little girl myself? In the past, Brother Mu had been worried about me a lot." Nangong Xiyan smiled, and her pretty face was even more brilliant. Xia Xinfei didn't respond this time, but just smiled softly, quiet and noble. Even in a place like the kitchen, she could still see her goddess-like appearance. Such a woman, no matter where she was placed, was so dazzling.

The two of them were silent for a while, but they just did what they were doing. Nangong Xiyan got everything done, so Xia Xinfei had to help wash the vegetables.

After more than ten minutes, Nangong Xiyan couldn't help but raise the topic again, because her personality was really unable to be as quiet and calm as Xia Xinfei. "I heard that Bei Shuihua is leaving S City, right?" Nangong Xiyan asked carefully, because she really wanted to know how much threat that woman was still to her.

"Well! You saw her." They would be familiar with each other, but Xia Xinfei didn't feel much surprise. After all, they were the people Mu Zixuan was closest to.

"Oh! I met something that I accidentally happened a few days ago. I heard her mention it. It turns out that you know it too, sister!" Nangong Xiyan smiled, as if the relationship between her and Bei Shuihua was very natural.

"Well! It was arranged by me." Thinking of Bei Shuihua's reminder to herself before, Xia Xinfei couldn't help but look at Nangong Xiyan.

"Uh! Why!" Nangong Xiyan was puzzled by Xia Xinfei's behavior. Could it be that she was thinking of sending her away and unable to threaten her status?

"There is no reason, I just think that maybe she likes such a life." The green grassland and the green tree-lined campus path used to be the place where she stayed the most, so she thought that it was a place that girls should yearn for, and the most important thing was that Beishui Painting needed to shape a brand new self.

"Then I can ask, did my sister arrange for her to go?" Before, there was no answer from Beishuihua, so now I really want to know how far she will be from her.

"France, a very romantic country." Xia Xinfei didn't think there was anything to hide when Beishui painted was going to, after all, she was not a wanted criminal who couldn't see anyone.

"What? France." Nangong Xiyan's action of pouring vegetables in her hand paused, and she was burned by the splashed oil. In the pain, even the plate in her hand was thrown into the pot by her.

"Are you okay?" Xia Xinfei hurried over to look at her, afraid that she would burn it or something.

"It's burned." Nangong Xiyan bit her lip, and the stinging sensation came, making her eyebrows frown, but she could bear it.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Zixuan walked over because he heard the sound, and he didn't know how long he had been there.

"Brother Mu, my hand was burned." As soon as I saw Mu Zixuan, Nangong Xiyan immediately pretended to be thrilling, very pitiful.

"What, let's see if it's serious." Mu Zixuan hurried over and took Nangong Xiyan's scalded hand from Xia Xinfei's hand.

"It hurts so much." Nangong Xiyan said tears burst out from her eyes as she said it.

"Quick, rinse it with water." Mu Zixuan led her to the sink, turned on the faucet and started rinsing her.

Xia Xinfei bit her lip and said nothing. She turned around and found that the dishes in the pot were burnt, so she quickly turned off the gas stove. Perhaps because she was a little absent-minded, she reached out to get the plate that had just fallen. But soon, she withdrew her hand in pain, and the plate fell back into the pot again. She spread her hands without saying a word and looked at it. Only then did she find that the fingers that touched the plate instantly turned red.

"Xinfei, what are you doing? Go to the living room cabinet to get the medicine box." Mu Zixuan's attention was placed on Nangong Xiyan's hand, so he did not notice Xia Xinfei's abnormality, and he did not hear the muffled groan when she was burned.

"Oh! OK." Xia Xinfei bit her lip again, silently took her hand behind her, and walked out without saying anything.

In fact, she was not very familiar with Nangong Xiyan's home, so she searched for a while before she found the medicine box that Mu Zixuan mentioned, and his urging sounded from the kitchen.

"Here! The medicine box." Xia Xinfei put the medicine box in her hand aside, then looked at Nangong Xiyan more, and found that her eyes were always focused on Mu Zixuan's face, but he was busy urging her and didn't notice it.

"Open it!" Mu Zixuan's eyebrows frowned, feeling that she was a little slow today, which was very inconsistent with the capable ones in the past.

"I'm sorry! I forgot." Xia Xinfei endured the scorching stinging sensation from her fingers and reached out to open the medicine box.

"Brother Mu, don't be harsh Sister Xinfei! She probably was frightened. After all, she was not familiar with kitchen matters." Nangong Xiyan said coquettishly, but her eyebrows were full of pride. She knew that even if she got married, Brother Mu would still care about her.

"I'm fine." Xia Xinfei smiled reluctantly. She knew how much Mu Zixuan value Nangong Xiyan, so she could understand his current eagerness, but it was just that she was not feeling very good in her heart.

Mu Zixuan looked at her silently, his thin lips trembled, but in the end he said nothing and began to apply ointment to Nangong Xiyan.

Xia Xinfei stood aside and looked at it very seriously. It seemed that Nangong Xiyan was really hot. The back of her hand was red as the size of a coin was quickly red. Fortunately, it did not bubble immediately, otherwise she would have suffered.

"Okay, after taking a shower tonight, you'll have to take the medicine again." Mu Zixuan finally straightened his waist and put the ointment in his hand back into the medicine box.

"Well! Thank you Brother Mu." This time, Nangong Xiyan smiled sweetly, her smile so bright that it directly shattered Xia Xinfei's eyes.

"You guys go out first! I'll do the rest." Mu Zixuan glanced at the dishes placed that had not had time to cook, and his heroic eyebrows were lightly locked.

"It's not good to do this!" Nangong Xiyan felt a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, you go out! Although the level may be abnormal, there should be no problem." Since leaving the army, he has rarely cooked, so he doesn't know if his skills have declined.

"Haha! Brother Mu, I'll trouble you. I like to eat the dishes you cook the most." When he was sick, he had a little show of his skills, but that was more than a year ago. After that, I didn't have the chance to eat the dishes he cooked. I missed them very much.
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