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Chapter 142


Chapter 142: I’ll settle it if there’s a problem

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Hence, Fu Nanli, who had sent them to the entrance of the alley, had an excuse to ‘enter the house’.

The house and the courtyard were small, but it was very lively and warm. It was clean and tidy, and there was a small flower bed under the courtyard wall. There was a Banyan Tree in the courtyard, a persimmon tree and a ginkgo tree by the wall.

It was already evening.

Previously, she had only eaten half of her meal at Xiaotang mountain. Wen Qiao was famished.”I’ll cook dumplings for you guys?”

“I’ll do it.” Wen Chi rolled up his sleeves.

“I’ll do it. You and Little Mo go do your homework.”

Hence, Wen Qiao entered the kitchen with Fu Nanli following her like a shadow. Wen Qiao took out a large bag of dumplings from the freezer. that’s easy. I don’t need your help. You can go outside and sit.

He then leaned against the old elm door.

He had never washed his hands in the kitchen to make soup, so he didn’t know how to help her. He would just watch, and he should know how to do it after watching more.

“Cook an egg,”

“Eh? Do you want to eat eggs?”

“Let’s cook.”

Hence, Wen Qiao cooked a boiled egg.

After adding cold water into the big pot three times, the big pot of dumplings was cooked and steaming. Her whole body was immersed in the steam, and her beauty was more beautiful than the fireworks. She knocked on his heartstrings and made his heart throb more than the evening.

“Do you eat spicy food?”

I’m not eating. Fu Nanli’s brows relaxed. I’m not eating.

Hence, Wen Qiao mixed three types of sauce-sesame oil, vinegar, and chili. She then carried them into the courtyard.

Fu Nanli wasn’t in a hurry to eat the dumplings. Instead, he picked up the egg, held Wen Qiao’s hand, and pressed the egg on the bruise on her forehead.

Wen Qiao’s heart twitched. So this was the reason for cooking the egg.

“Does it still hurt?”

Wen Qiao shook her head. it’s alright. It didn’t break. It’ll be fine in two days.

“How did you do it?”

“I accidentally hit it.”

“Don’t tell me you’re panicking because you think something happened to me?”

“The dumplings can’t shut your mouth, can they?”

Wen Chi’s heart ached and he was speechless,’aren’t you always calm and collected? Even if something really happens to me, you shouldn’t do this.”

“Shut up, nothing will happen.”

Fu Nanli’s fingers gently rolled the egg around her bruise. Against the setting sun, her eyes were amber in color, like colored glass, and the fine veins under her eyes were clearly visible. Her skin was as white as porcelain, and his fingers pinched her chin. The touch was addictive.

“With me here, nothing will happen. If there is, I will settle it for you.”

This sentence was said lightly, but the weight was incomparably heavy.

“Thank you,” Wen Qiao looked at him gratefully.

After dinner, it was already dusk. Wen Chi was diligent and took on the job of washing the dishes.

“Take a look at your bedroom.”

Wen Qiao then led Fu Nanli to her bedroom. It was a very small room, but it was heartwarming. The bed sheets were a smoky pink, and there were plush toys lying on the bed. The study table was filled with books, and the White curtains fluttered in the wind. The setting sun scattered stars on the floor, making the room peaceful.

He was too tall, so he couldn’t turn around when he entered the house.

Wen Qiao picked up the music score on the table and was about to introduce it to him when she turned around and found herself in the man’s arms. The man leaned against the brown-painted wardrobe and naturally wrapped his arms around her waist.

The wind blew up the curtains, and the dim yellow light flickered on his handsome face. Wen Qiao’s heart skipped a beat …

“This is one of the ten great lute music”

The man sealed her lips.

It was like the flirtatious male ghost she hid in the small house in the strange novels, making people’s hearts beat faster.

Huo Shui, Oh Huo Shui.

Who said that men couldn’t be a source of trouble?
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