Chapter 145 The effect of using saliva to relieve pain
Hearing the voice behind her, Jiang Qingqing responded without stopping, "No, making wontons is easy."
Yu Siting walked to the side and looked at her, his hot eyes looking wild.
"Jiang Qingqing, I'll give you a chance to answer again."
He doesn't like to be rejected outright.
Hearing this, Jiang Qingqing blinked her eyes in confusion, and after thinking for a long time, she didn't know what to do with Yu Siting's help.
Seeing that she was not wearing an apron, she happened to say, "Mr. Yu, please help me tie my apron so as not to stain my skirt."
"Well, I'm happy to help you."
At this time, Yu Siting walked over with an apron.
Although he had the advantage of height when he raised his arms, Jiang Qingqing still squatted down in cooperation with her back to him.
Jiang Qingqing's hands were covered with flour, and she couldn't touch them. Her movements were all obedient.
After that, Yu Siting's hands happened to go around Jiang Qingqing's lower back, and he was especially slow and leisurely when tying the belt.
At the same time, his eyes were also staring at Jiang Qingqing's slender waist from behind, and his hands seemed to be difficult to control, so he directly controlled them in his palms.
Jiang Qingqing felt that Yu Siting had been behind him for a long time, so she originally wanted to ask out loud.
As a result, the warmth of his palm came from her waist. Although she did not scream, the slight stiffness of her back was obvious.
Why...Yu Siting always behaves so affectionately towards her?
Jiang Qingqing didn't look back. She didn't see the uncontrollable emotion in Yu Siting's eyes, and she didn't dare to make random guesses.
"Mr. Yu?"
"Well, your waist is so thin and feels so good."
This aggressive desire to control seemed to flash a dark light in Yu Siting's eyes.
For a moment, Jiang Qingqing didn't know how to respond.
Fortunately, Yu Siting's hand on his waist did not continue to wander, and his steps stepped back, as if he was letting go of the gentleness of his imprisonment.
"My being here seems to distract you, so I won't disturb you and continue preparing breakfast."
"Okay, Mr. Yu, go to the living room and rest for a while. You can eat later."
Jiang Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head and continued to make breakfast, a little surprised that she was a good wife.
Therefore, the relationship between her and Yu Siting is such a dangerous emotional game.
Yu Siting was indeed sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking in the direction where he could see Jiang Qingqing's figure.
While waiting, he took his tablet and flipped through the documents to be processed today.
It's very quiet, but even if there are sounds coming from the kitchen from time to time, it doesn't feel noisy.
Especially the aroma of cooking wontons adds a bit of warm vitality to this large villa.
Until, Jiang Qingqing served two bowls of clear soup-flavored wontons.
"Mr. Yu, you can have breakfast."
"Well, let's eat outside in the garden."
Yu Siting got up and walked outside, preparing to ask the servants to come over and bring the bowl.
However, Jiang Qingqing took off her apron and felt that the edge of the bowl was not too hot, so she picked it up and walked outside.
But she didn't expect that the hot soup would instantly scald the edge of the bowl.
"Oh, it's so hot!"
"Jiang Qingqing, don't serve it yourself."
As soon as Yu Siting turned around, he saw her running out quickly, frowned and walked over to take over.
However, Jiang Qingqing couldn't change her hand and shook her head and said, "Mr. Yu, don't get burned. I'll just carry it over."
As he said this, he walked faster and faster. When he reached the dining table, he finally slowly put down the two bowls of very hot wontons.
As soon as she turned around, she ran into Yu Siting's arms. She raised her eyes and saw Yu Siting's solemn expression with a tight frown.
"Jiang Qingqing, doesn't it hurt? Who asked you to carry it yourself?"
His questioning tone sounded fierce, but his eyes were full of nervousness and worry.
At the same time, Yu Siting held Jiang Qingqing's hands, opened her palms and saw that her fingers on the edge of the bowl were all hot red.
"I didn't expect it to be so hot. Even after I took it out, I couldn't put it back."
Jiang Qingqing's hands were not in front of her, and she subconsciously wanted to blow, but failed.
Suddenly, Yu Siting caught her move, took her hand and brought it to his lips, blowing on the red spot gently.
"Does it still hurt? Do you want me to rub some burn ointment on you?"
"No, I should just pinch the earlobe directly, maybe just rub it and it'll be fine."
"Just now? Is it too late?"
Yu Siting also grabbed Jiang Qingqing's hands and squeezed them softly in her palms without letting go.
However, Jiang Qingqing blinked her eyes and said seriously: "If it is a burn that does not require medication, the old method is soy sauce, toothpaste, saliva, etc..."
What did he hear?
"saliva?"
"I was just talking casually...ah?!"
At this moment, Jiang Qingqing was caught off guard and exclaimed because she saw Yu Siting put her finger in her mouth and sucked it gently.
It's like the shock in the visual effect, and then slowly spreads to the senses, from the fingertips all the way to the apex of the heart.
It was Yu Siting's warm lips and tongue that relieved the pain of her burned fingers.
At this moment, Jiang Qingqing suddenly held her breath and looked at Yu Siting's serious look with wide eyes, as if her heartbeat and breathing were captured by him.
At this time, the servant came over and happened to see this scene. He did not dare to disturb him and left in a hurry.
In the early morning, the garden is filled with fragrance.
Yu Siting held it in his mouth for a moment, then let go of her finger, which was still red.
"Does it still hurt?"
"...it doesn't hurt anymore."
Jiang Qingqing really didn't feel any pain.
The real reason was not that the saliva could relieve pain, but that she was so numb by Yu Siting's actions that she could no longer feel anything in her fingertips.
Moreover, she was also worried that if she said it still hurt, Yu Siting might continue.
"It seems to be working. Wash your hands first and then eat."
There is also a sink installed in the garden.
Yu Siting held her hand and led her over to wash her hands. He simply put her fingers in his palm and played with them.
At this time, Jiang Qingqing realized that she had just been able to shower with cold water, but it was too late to say anything now.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the feeling of being kissed by him still lingered on her fingertips, and even her heart was throbbing without calming down.
The next moment, Jiang Qingqing's head suddenly felt hot. She thought of something and muttered, "Fortunately, I washed my hands when I came out of the kitchen."
"It doesn't matter if you haven't washed it, I despise you."
"..."
Did Yu Siting hear it?
He actually gave a serious answer.
At this moment, Jiang Qingqing was so embarrassed by herself that her ears turned red.
From Yu Siting's perspective, Jiang Qingqing's fair earlobes were right in her sight. She didn't wear any earrings, and they looked soft and easy to pinch.
"Your ears are so red. Are they burned? I'll help you rub them."
While talking, Yu Siting's fingertips dipped in cold water could not help but rub her earlobe.
For a moment, Jiang Qingqing held her breath again due to the tingling sensation like an electric shock.