Luo Yan looked at her.

"If you don't want to, forget it," Lin Miao sneered.

She forgot that she bought buns.

After so long, he must have eaten it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she said that she heard Luo Yan nodding and automatically sat on the sofa.

Lin Miao opened her mouth and turned around silently back to the kitchen.

Fry the dishes as quickly as possible and serve them to the dining table.

"Okay, it's time to eat."

Lin Miao sang loudly and glanced at the living room.

But I saw Luo Yan doing it right as before.

Lin Miao suspected that he might not have moved for such a long time.

Lin Miao blinked and brought the steamed buns and soup.

I looked up and saw Luo Yan coming out of the bathroom.

There are still some water stains on my hands.

Lin Miao pointed to the small towel beside the table.

Without saying anything, Luo Yan had already taken it over and wiped his hands dry.

The two sat down.

Luo Yanhuan circled the dishes on the table and looked at Lin Miao.

Lin Miao felt a little embarrassed.

There are three dishes and one soup, and there is a little meat inside, not a lot.

Think about the last time I met, I was only interested in canned meat.

She changed the dish to a different place, served a bowl of soup, and delivered it to Luo Yan.

Luo Yan stared at her palm for a moment and suddenly stood up.

He turned around and went out.

"Where are you going?"

Lin Miao asked hurriedly.

"Wait," Luo Yan opened the door and went out.

Lin Miao hurried to the living room and stared at the half-open door, not daring to look at it.

There was a noise about opening the door opposite, and soon Luo Yan came back.

"Smear on," he handed over the cotton and potion.

"No need," Lin Miao shrank his shoulders and moved quietly backwards.

The hydrogen peroxide is so sour and sour.

After feeling it once, I really don’t want to experience it again.

How could Luo Yan not see that she was afraid?

But he only opened the bottle cap and replied indifferently: "Come here."

He walked to the edge of the sofa and turned his head.

Lin Miao stared at him and looked sideways.

It's obviously so beautiful, why is it so cruel?

She turned her hands on her back and moved to the dining room little by little.

Luo Yan came over with a quick step, pinched her arms, and pulled them to the edge of the sofa.

"I'll sit, can't I sit?"

Lin Miao was so hurt that she had to admit defeat.

Luo Yan let go of his hand, and his body slightly tilted her, just halfway around the sofa and his fingertips.

Lin Miao was speechless.

This is her home, where else can she run?

Luo Yan squatted down and pulled her arm.

"Oh," Lin Miao hurriedly retreated.

"Don't move," Luo Yan's long fingers were slightly pressed, pulling her arm firmly, and opening the bottle cap.

The smell of hydrogen peroxide instantly drifted over.

"It's just a small injury, no need to wipe it off," Lin Miao's scalp felt numb.

She would rather endure it just because she was tortured by hydrogen peroxide.

Luo Yan glanced at her, pinched a small ball of medicinal cotton, dipped it in some potion, and pressed it on the wound.

A pain that was far more painful than falling was spreading.

Lin Miao opened her mouth but made no sound.

Luo Yan glanced at her and his strength weakened.

Feeling the pain slightly relieved, Lin Miao sucked gently and gritted her teeth.

Luo Yan moved quickly and confirmed that the cleaning was completed. He asked, "Where else?"

"It's gone," Lin Miao answered quickly.

Luo Yanyan lowered the knee she was trying to hide and tore up another ball of medicinal cotton.

Lin Miao looked bitter and straightened his legs obediently.

Luo Yan retreated slightly a few minutes and leaned over to the wound.

After careful cleaning, he fastened the medicine bottle.

"Okay, have a meal," Lin Miao breathed a sigh of relief and tiptoed into the dining room.

Luo Yan glanced at his fingers and went to the bathroom again.

When he came back, Lin Miao pushed the cucumber meat slices.

Luo Yan glanced at her, picked up chopsticks and sniffed cabbage, and bit it loudly.

“How is it?”

Lin Miao blinked at him.

Although she hasn't done it for a long time and her level has dropped a little, she is still confident that she can surpass her level as much as an average person.

"It's not sour enough," Luo Yan swallowed it and said in a low voice.

Lin Miao inhale and ate two pieces.

It's true that there is a little less vinegar, but it's not much, almost half a spoonful.

Lin Miao swallowed the cabbage and raised an eyebrow.

Unexpectedly, he was quite picky.

Luo Yan did not look up and continued to pick up another dish.

I didn't say anything this time, but the chopsticks fell significantly.

After a meal, Luo Yan glanced at the cucumber meat slices that were not many.

"Don't waste it."

Lin Miao frowned.

She doesn't like eating fatty meat, but she likes to put some when cooking.

That way the dish will taste more fragrant.

Luo Yan picked up the fat man with his fat and pushed the plate to Lin Miao.

Lin Miao: “…”

After dinner, Lin Miao picked up the dishes and went to the kitchen.

Luo Yan glanced at her back and touched her belly.

If you are not careful, it seems that you can hold on.

Lin Miao came out of the kitchen.

Seeing Luo Yan stand up.
To be continued...