Qianxing washed his face and cleaned himself up casually. Then he walked out of the bathroom and went downstairs.

Next to the dining table downstairs, Ruan Yin was putting the prepared breakfast on the dining table. When she saw her going downstairs, she immediately smiled and called her to come and sit.

Qianxing's mind was still in chaos and he couldn't figure it out, so he just sat down next to the dining table obediently.

There are simple side dishes of clear congee, served with freshly baked bread and milk, mixed with Chinese and Western styles, but they are wonderfully blended into a warm taste.

"It's a bit rushed this morning." Ruan Yin put on two pairs of bowls and chopsticks and said with a smile, "The bread was bought at the store outside the community, which is not bad. However, the things produced in batches outside are not good if you eat too much.

It’s nothing to do once or twice occasionally, come and try it.”

Ruan Yin picked up the bread and put it on the plate in front of Qianxing. Qianxing took it with his hand, lowered his head and ate it silently.

Seeing her depressed look, Ruan Yin said again: "What's wrong? Are you still angry with Xiaobei?"

After a while, Qianxing replied dullly: "No."

Ruan Yin smiled again and said, "I told him to get off the plane and call him back as soon as possible. Feibincheng here is only two hours. After breakfast, wait a while. His phone number

Maybe it's here."

Qianxing thought that it had nothing to do with her. Anyway, she would leave after breakfast. He did not go to Bincheng, and whether he would die or live there, and how much does it have to do with her.

While thinking this, she started drinking the porridge in big mouthfuls.

She was eating in such a big mouthful, but Ruan Yin still finished it before her. There was no way, who told her to eat more?

Ruan Yin seemed to have become accustomed to her good appetite. After eating first, she put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen, then walked out and said to Qianxing: "Eat slowly, I'll go upstairs to tidy up the room first.

, After you finish eating, call me and I'll clean up."

Qianxing drank the porridge and only looked at her. Before he could answer, Ruan Yin had already gone upstairs by herself.

When she had enough food and drink, Ruan Yin was still busy upstairs. Facing the mess of the cup and plate caused by her just finished dining, Qianxing was a little at a loss.

Over the years, she has long been used to eating outside, eating, paying, and shaking her hands to leave.

There is no need to pay now, but can she leave after shook her hand?

After sitting quietly for a while, Qianxing finally stood up and packed up the cups, plates, bowls and dishes in front of him.

As soon as I started, my movements were subconscious, skillful and light.

Only then did she remember that she was used to doing these things when she lived in her uncle's house a few years ago.

But at that time, when she did these things, she was always careful and cautious. Even if she didn't break anything, the collision between the dishes could still cause a sarcastic ridicule.

When he took the dishes into the kitchen and put them into the sink, Qianxing didn't realize that he remembered many past situations again. He felt a little depressed for a moment, but he quickly found the dishwashing liquid, turned on the faucet and washed the bowl.

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Although she used to wash dishes a lot, she didn't touch them for many years and was not familiar with the layout of the kitchen here. When she was about to put the dry-water bowl into the cabinet, she was hit by the cabinet door and two bowls were missed.

Slide down and fall straight toward the ground.

Qianxing subconsciously rushed to pick up the two bowls, but it was too late.

When her hands touched the two bowls, the two bowls had fallen to the ground and broke into several petals. However, her hands could not close and directly reached on the cracked pieces.

When Qianxing noticed the pain and suddenly retracted his hand, he did not look at his hand, but stared at the two broken bowls. His mind was blank, and a vague thought flashed through his mind.

It seems that I have caused some big disaster.

"What's wrong?" At this moment, Ruan Yin's voice suddenly came from the living room.

Qianxing's face turned pale in an instant.

She stood up in panic and hardly dared to look back at the face of the person.

Ruan Yin had already walked up quickly, glanced at the situation on the ground, and the next moment, she saw Qianxing's blood-flowing hands.

Her face changed, and she quickly reached out and pulled Qianxing's hand, "Why did she hurt her hand?"

Qianxing was stunned and looked up at her face in a daze.

"Come on." Ruan Yin hurriedly pulled her out of the kitchen, "I'll treat you the wound first."

She pulled Qianxing to the dining table and sat down. She turned around and found the medicine box. While disinfecting Qianxing's wound, she said, "It hurts a little, bear it."

Qianxing stared at her movements in a daze, and she couldn't recover, so that the disinfectant sprayed on the injured area and she couldn't feel the pain.

"Does it hurt?" Ruan Yin raised her head to look at her. Seeing that her face turned pale, her expression was at a loss on her face, she couldn't help but wonder.

Qianxing shook his head slowly.

"How come it doesn't hurt?" Ruan Yin continued to treat the wound, and said, "What a stupid child. I told you to ask me to finish eating. I will come to clean up. Look at you, put your hands on now

I'm injured, isn't it comfortable?"

"I'm sorry." Qianxing said, "I broke your two bowls."

Ruan Yin glanced at her helplessly and said, "What's the big deal about two bowls? It's not worth it to hurt your hand. Although it's just a finger, it's inconvenient."

Qianxing froze for a moment before saying again: "This little injury is no big deal."

After hearing this, Ruan Yin glanced at Qianxing's face again and said, "This body is following you, but it's really unfortunate. The wound on her face has not healed yet, and she has another wound on her hand...

If you are bumpy, you don’t feel sorry for me.”

After saying that, Ruan Yin wrapped her wound in gauze, but suddenly pressed her wound lightly or seriously.

Qianxing's fingers shrank slightly.

"I know it hurts?" Ruan Yin said, "Better to your health in the future."

After saying that, she packed up the medicine box, got up and put it back in place.

When she turned around, she saw Qianxing still sitting next to the dining table, motionless.

"Okay, stop sitting here, go to the sofa and rest for a while..." Ruan Yin walked back to Qianxing, and as soon as she was halfway through her words, she suddenly stopped.

Qianxing sat there, his eyes falling on his bandaged fingers, motionless, but his eyes were faintly red.

"What's wrong?" Ruan Yin said quickly, "I just made you feel very painful? Didn't I think so, is it really painful? Let's look at the wound again-"

As she said, she wanted to remove the gauze on Qianxing's hand.

Qianxing suddenly retracted his hand and placed it behind her. Then, she raised her head and looked at Ruan Yin again.

Although she had tried her best to calm her emotions, her eyes were still red.

"Don't be so nice to me," she said. "I'm not worth it."

Ruan Yin probably guessed what she was thinking, and just smiled slightly and said, "What's wrong with such a good girl?"

"I'm not a good girl," Qianxing said, "I'm doing a good job."
Chapter completed!