Hard to swallow
"Ah, so I won't be able to take a bath today. 79 degrees." Yan Xiaoruo pouted in dissatisfaction. It wasn't winter now, and if she didn't bathe for a day, her whole body would feel uncomfortable.
"Yes, bear with it for a moment, otherwise the wound will become inflamed and very painful." Zuo Shaochen said seriously.
"I don't want to, it's still so hot outside, I'll feel uncomfortable if I don't take a bath." Yan Xiaorou pouted, twisting her body in dissatisfaction.
She would rather have an infected wound than not take a bath.
Zuo Shao sat down beside Yan Xiaorou, gently stroking her back and comforting her: "Don't worry, just for one day. After the wound scabs over tomorrow, you can wash however you like."
"I don't want to, can you bear it if I tell you not to wash for a whole day?" Yan Xiaoruo said with a crying face.
"If you want to take a bath, it's not like there's no way." Zuo Shaochen smiled slyly, his face full of smiles.
Yan Xiaoruo saw the expression on his face and knew it wasn't good, but she couldn't help asking: "What's going on?"
"The method is... " Zuo Shaochen deliberately dragged out his tone: "I'll... help... you... wash."
"Left Shaochen you big bad egg, go die." Yan Xiaorou angrily picked up the pillow beside her and forcefully threw it at Left Shaochen.
Zuo Shaochen hooked up the corners of his mouth, effortlessly picking up the pillow and tossing it to one side, teasing: "Girls shouldn't be so rough, or they won't be able to get married."
Yan Xiaoruo hadn't spoken yet, when Zuo Shaochen continued: "However... I won't mind, I like you this way... rough. Why don't you just marry me?"
"You're thinking too much, I won't marry you even if I were to marry anyone." Yan Xiaoruo glared at Zuo Shaochen with her eyes narrowed and hummed coldly: "Hmph, I'm not going to bother with you anymore."
After finishing speaking, he turned his head to one side.
Zuo Shaochen hastily pulled at the hem of Yan Xiaorou's garment and said in a soft voice, "Young lady, I was wrong. I was just joking with you earlier. Don't be mad at me, okay?"
Yan Xiaoruo turned her head, clasped her hands around her body and looked at him: "Then will you dare to joke with me next time?"
"Alright." Zuo Shaochen smiled and suddenly thought of something, "Little girl, didn't you say you cooked some dishes for me to eat? My stomach is just getting hungry now, let's take them out and eat."
"Uh..." Yan Xiaorou looked at Zuo Shaochen with a difficult expression, her face filled with resentment. Those two dishes were forever a pain in her heart.
"Ah Tong, what's wrong?" Zuo Shao Chen was taken aback, his eyes gazing at Ah Tong with a deep sense of melancholy.
Yan Xiaoyu took a deep breath and stared straight at Zuo Shaochen: "Are you sure you want to eat?"
"Ah." Zuo Shao Chen nodded, this was the first time this girl had cooked for him, how could he not eat it.
"You can eat it, but don't laugh at me for not knowing what the dish looks like." Yan Xiaorou gave Zuo Shaochen a preemptive warning, because the two dishes she stir-fried were barely edible.
"Don't worry, I definitely won't laugh at you." Zuo Shaochen guaranteed with a straight face.
"Are you sure you want to eat? Aren't you afraid that after eating the dishes I made, you'll get diarrhea?" Yan Xiaoruo asked Zuo Shaochen again with concern.
"Even if it's poisonous, I'll eat it, because that's your heart for me." Zuo Shaochen said with a determined face.
"Alright, you sit here, I'll go get it for you to try." Yan Xiaoruo didn't even wait for Zuo Shaochen to speak, and quickly ran into the kitchen.
Zuo Shao Chen looked at Yan Xiao Ruo's back and couldn't help but smile, imagining what kind of dish Yan Xiao Ruo would make.
"It might be terrible." Zuo Shaochen hooked up the corner of his lips, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
Even if it's rotten, he has to finish eating it, and can't let down this girl's kind intention.
But...
Ps: Hehe~ This chapter has been revised repeatedly and is finally okay, so feel free to read it.
