"Yaoyao, let me bring you some breakfast. I got up early in the morning and made you porridge. It's the seafood porridge you especially like to drink." Du Ranran had a gentle and decent smile on his face.

Wen Muyao frowned: "Why are you bringing me food?"

Du Ranran put the thermos on the bedside table and said warmly: "Speaking of which, your injury was indirectly caused by me, so I will cook for you every day from now on, even if I can repay you 1%."

She opened the thermos, took out a bowl of porridge, and put it in the bowl next to her.

She didn't treat herself as an outsider at all, which made Wen Muyao very angry.

"I don't dare to eat the food you cooked, and I don't need you to cook for me. Please take your porridge out."

Her tone was not polite at all, but Du Ranran was not angry at all. He brought the porridge to her and said in the tone of an elder admonishing a younger generation: "Don't be willful and skip breakfast. It will hurt your stomach. Your stomach is natural."

It’s not good.”

Wen Muyao's eyes were a little twisted.

She was really disgusted by Du Ranran.

"I'll say it again, I will eat breakfast, but I will not eat the food you cooked. Please leave my ward."

"What's wrong, is what I made not to your liking?" Du Ranran frowned.

Her tone was very gentle: "Then what kind of food do you want to eat? Just tell me and I will cook it for you."

"..."

Wen Muyao was really angry.

What is Du Ranran doing? Is there something wrong with his brain?

"You don't understand human language, do you? I'm telling you to get out of here. Please get out of my ward." She said word by word.

Du Ranran froze, as if he couldn't believe she could be so rude.

"Yaoyao, you still don't want to forgive me, do you?" She bit her lip, her expression aggrieved.

"I will try my best to repay you and be nice to you. This is the porridge I made at five o'clock in the morning. It's delicious. Don't be willful. Just drink some."

She handed the porridge to Wen Muyao again with a sincere look in her eyes.

Wen Muyao couldn't bear it anymore and pushed away the bowl of porridge.

With a bang, the porridge bowl was smashed to the ground, and a full bowl of hot porridge was spilled on Du Ranran. She cried out "Ah..." and the back of her hands turned red.

"It hurts, it hurts so much..."

She cried anxiously, covering her hands with tears streaming down her face.

Yin Xiao opened the door and walked in, quickly asking: "What's wrong?"

Just as he was about to enter the door, he heard a cry for help, and his heart suddenly shrank. Is something wrong with Wen Muyao?

"Yin Xiao! I just wanted to serve a bowl of porridge to Yaoyao, but she insulted me, said I was disgusting, and even poured hot porridge on me... I really didn't have any ill intentions, I just wanted to do something to atone for her...

…”

As she spoke, her tears fell down and she covered the burned back of her hand, looking very pitiful.

Yin Xiao picked up her hand and looked at it, only to see that it was red and the skin was a little soft.

He frowned: "She brings you something. If you don't want to drink it, you don't have to drink it. Why do you throw hot porridge on her?"

Wen Muyao was shaking with anger: "When did I spill the porridge on her? The porridge was obviously accidentally spilled!"

Yin Xiao looked at Du Ranran with sharp eyes: "What's going on?"

Du Ranran bit his lip: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I have to come to deliver porridge to Yaoyao..."

"I just wanted to do something for her to compensate her. I didn't expect her to be so angry..."

Wen Muyao was dumbfounded.

How could she be so shameless!

"What do you mean? You want to do something to make it up to me, do you think I will believe it? You are obviously a weasel giving New Year greetings to a chicken, and you have no good intentions!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Du Ranran covered her face and cried harder and harder.
Chapter completed!