Chapter 1389

Lu Anran curled his lips, "What's wrong with touching it? Will it make you lose a piece of meat?"

Xu Fengyu ignored Lu Anran and only said: "Don't let them find out when you take things."

"If you don't let me touch you, I won't get you medicine."

"If you don't get me medicine, I'll tell Tong Qiao about what happened on the highway."

"..." Lu Anran stood up angrily, "Wait." He said these two words heavily and left the kitchen.

Tong Qiao saw Lu Anran coming out of the kitchen and asked: "Is it done?"

"No." Lu Anran walked upstairs.

"Then what are you doing out here?"

"...Get the phone, not mine, but Xu Fengyu's."

"An'an, I've taught you so many times, call me brother."

"Got it." Lu Anran's voice disappeared at the entrance of the corridor, and soon he hurried down again, hurried into the kitchen, and then squatted in front of Xu Fengyu with a diligent look, looking at his hand eagerly, "Put your hand over here, I'll treat your wound."

Xu Fengyu always felt that Lu Anran's eyes looking at his hand were too hot, so he hid his hand behind his back, "No, I can handle it myself."

Lu Anran raised his eyes, and his watery eyes blinked at Xu Fengyu, "Are you not fainted? Blood?"

"This little injury can be treated without looking at it."

Lu Anran was unhappy, "Xu Fengyu, you don't let me touch it, but you can't even look at it? You are too stingy, can I eat your hand? How can I cook if you don't clean it up later? Can you let us eat your blood?"

"..."

"Don't worry, I just have a little hand fetish, I will never do anything to your hand?"

Finally, Xu Fengyu handed her hand to Lu Anran. He didn't dare to look at his injured hand, and his eyes were always on Lu Anran's face. She treated it very seriously and gently, and blew on his fingers from time to time, asking him if it hurt?

He knew that her seriousness and caution were all because she liked his hands, and had nothing to do with him, but he still couldn't suppress the surge of warmth in his heart and the abnormal heartbeat.

"Okay."

Xu Fengyu retracted his gaze from Lu Anran's face, lowered his eyes, and saw that his fingers had been bandaged. "You're welcome."

Lu Anran squatted on the ground to treat Xu Fengyu's wound. His feet were a little numb. He was supporting his knees and slowly getting up. When he heard Xu Fengyu say "you're welcome", he almost squatted back down. "You're welcome? To me?"

"Yeah." Xu Fengyu stood up and walked towards the kitchen counter.

Lu Anran followed with his numb feet. "I helped you treat your wound. Shouldn't you say thank you to me?"

"Don't you like my hands?"

Lu Anran nodded in confusion. "Does this have anything to do with you thanking me?"

Xu Fengyu said while cutting vegetables carefully: "Of course it has something to do with you. You like my hands. I showed them to you for free and let you touch them for so long. Shouldn't you thank me?"

"..."Can it be counted like this?

"Are you unhappy that I didn't let you help me treat my wound just now?"

"A little bit."

"Then I treated it for you and made you happy. Shouldn't you thank me?"

"..."It seems reasonable?

"Since you handled it very seriously, I told you that you're welcome. Don't touch my hand anymore in the future." Xu Fengyu squeezed Qin Cai's hand tightly. It seemed that her warmth was still on her hand, and the soft touch seemed to be not on her hand, but on her heart.

"Tsk!" Lu Anran looked disdainful, but his eyes kept drifting to Xu Fengyu's hand, "Take it easy, don't cut your hand again."

"Don't worry, I won't give you the chance to touch my hand again."

"..." This man... I want to beat him up every minute. What's wrong with that?

After cooking, Xu Fengyu peeled off the gauze on his finger, leaving only a Band-Aid. At the dinner table, Tong Qiao found it immediately and asked him what happened to his hand?

Xu Fengyu said without blushing: "I accidentally scratched it when playing the guitar."

Lu Anran, "..." Shameless.

"Why are you in the kitchen when you're injured? Is it serious?"

"Not serious, just a shallow cut."

"Then you should be more careful next time."

"Yeah."

Lu Anran kept looking at Xu Fengyu with contempt, but Xu Fengyu ignored him. The two sat together. He picked up a piece of tenderloin for her, tilted his head slightly, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Don't just look at me, eat the vegetables."

"..."Who looked at you? Shameless, Lu Anran picked up the meat in the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth. His eyes suddenly widened. The taste was really good, tender and fresh, and not fishy at all. It was delicious. "Grandma Lin, your cooking skills are getting better and better, Xu Fengyu..."

"An'an." Tong Qiao shouted as if warning.

Lu Anran reacted and changed his words, "Brother, which dish did you just pick up?"

Xu Fengyu pointed to the plate of celery fried pork tenderloin on the right side of the table, "That plate."

"Oh." Lu Anran stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the celery, and saw the diamond-shaped celery on the plate, and paused. Wasn't this cut by Xu Fengyu? Did he cook this dish?

At that time, Lu Anran watched Xu Fengyu wash and cut vegetables and then went out, and didn't know which dishes he cooked.

Lu Anran was about to ask Xu Fengyu if he cooked this dish, Lin Lan's voice with a smile sounded in the restaurant, "This dish was not made by me, but by Ziqian."

Then Lin Lan also pointed out several dishes made by Xu Fengyu.

Lu Anran's expression was a little stiff, "It's not that delicious, it's far worse than Grandma Lin's." He said this, but his chopsticks kept poking into the dish of celery and pork tenderloin.

When she poked at the plate for the Nth time, Xu Fengyu directly brought the dish to Lu Anran.

Lu Anran was embarrassed for two seconds, "Actually, the taste is average, I just want to change the taste."

Xu Fengyu seemed not to hear Lu Anran's words and continued to eat his meal.

His attitude of ignoring made Lu Anran feel that he was mocking her, so she stopped eating the dish out of anger.

In front of the delicious food, it takes a lot of willpower to resist eating.

Then Lu Anran compromised in her heart. This breath was to be fought for. At worst, she would not eat now and secretly hide in the kitchen to eat later.

But Fu Yiran, the ignorant one, kept poking at the plate.

Seeing that the food he liked to eat was getting less and less, Lu Anran's heart was bleeding, and he began to throw knives at Fu Yiran continuously.

"Sister, why are you looking at me all the time when you are not eating?" Fu Yiran looked confused.

Lu Anran smiled, "My brother is handsome, can't I take a look?"

Fu Yiran picked up another piece of tenderloin and stuffed it into his mouth, then touched his face with the hand holding the chopsticks, "Is he handsome?"

Lu Anran gritted his teeth, "Handsome!"

"Your words make me happier." Fu Yiran said, looking at Xu Fengyu, "Brother, your cooking skills are really amazing, I like all the dishes you cook."