High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 867 The little boyfriend is injured, shouldn't he be comforted?
Inside the kitchen.

Lin Zhaoxia was still flushing the water.

The water is very cold.

But for the red and swollen wound, it was the best medicine for the time being.

The head cook was still at the side and comforted in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, young master, the young master will come right away,"

It is also her negligence.

Knowing that young people are not good at cooking.

Dare to leave side easily.

It was originally impossible to happen.

What Yang Moyan saw when he came to the kitchen was the scene of the boy.

The fog in the kitchen had just dissipated.

It's just a bit of a blur at this time.

However, this does not affect the line of sight.

Yang Moyan strode over, but the head cook stepped aside automatically.

Looking at the place where the young man was flushed, Yang Moyan frowned, "How did it happen?"

But looking at Lin Zhaoxia's pale face, knowing that young people are most afraid of pain, it must be extremely uncomfortable at this moment.

He didn't say anything more, just grabbed the boy's wrist and walked outside.

The head cook followed behind them, "Young master, this is my negligence, so please don't talk about young master."

Yang Moyan didn't turn his eyes to the side, and his footsteps stopped slightly. He just waved his hands and pulled the boy away.

Those in the kitchen couldn't help whispering, "I always feel that the young master will be called miserable."

"No way, I think the young master is very nervous, young master, it shouldn't be possible,"

"Don't you see how tightly the young master's brows are frowning?"

The head cook was still feeling ashamed. Hearing those comments, she said in a low voice, "Do your own thing, don't talk behind your back!"

The cooks were startled for a moment, and they stopped talking and went about their own affairs.

The boy who was pulled out over there was held down in the living room. Seeing Young Master Yang dig out the medicine box and take out the scald medicine, Lin Zhaoxia bowed her head fiercely.

Yang Moyan could see the young man's expression clearly, pulled his lips, and mocked, "I knew this, what was I thinking just now?"

Lin Zhaoxia pursed her lips, "How did I know this would happen?"

"You don't know a lot, and you still insist on knowing that you are not good at it. This is the consequence."

The burn ointment was squeezed out, and it was on the boy's arm.

As if on purpose.

When Eldest Young Master Yang was administering the medicine to the young man, he unceremoniously hit him hard.

This blow made Lin Zhaoxia inhale in pain.

The face seemed even whiter.

With trembling lips, his eyes fell over, "Take it easy."

Hearing this, Yang Moyan raised his eyebrows lightly.

But that was really easy.

Scald medicine is very helpful.

When the medicine is applied, it is refreshing and cool.

The wound doesn't hurt much anymore.

Yang Moyan took out gauze and wrapped it around the boy's arm to prevent being touched, and then put away the medicine box.

When he came back, he saw the young man with a depressed face, holding his arm, looking aggrieved, "I just want to cook that dish."

"Which way?"

The voice is very weak.

Lin Zhaoxia raised her uninjured arm, took the mobile phone that was brought over by a little cook just now, and after pressing it, it happened to be the page, so she lifted it up and approached Young Master Yang who was sitting next to her, "That's it. "

Yang Moyan just glanced at it, everything was clear in his heart, but facing the young man, he casually pulled his lips, "Heh."

The sarcasm is very obvious.

Lin Zhaoxia was very unhappy, her face seemed to be a little more rounded, "What are you, your little boyfriend is injured, as a little wife, shouldn't you give some comfort?"

(End of this chapter)