Entering the wrong room, I became pregnant with the twins of the richest man

"Make a pot of scented tea by the way." Liang Nianhe ordered again, "Si Moli, I have already told you, you must handle it properly."

She also knew how to use his words to silence him.

However, what can Si Moli do?

It's just such a wife, just two days of time together, it's not up to her.

Be pampered.

Si Moli stood up and walked to the kitchen.

The servant looked surprised when he saw him.

"Mr. Si, what are you..."

"Oh, oh, oh, just give your orders and we will do the rough work."

"Leave it alone, Mr. Basi, I'll do it."

"Don't get your sleeves wet."

Hearing the servant's panicked voice from the kitchen, Liang Nianhe smiled and bent over.

The feeling of summoning Si Moli...

Not bad.

Soon, the sound of rushing water and crackling sounds came from the kitchen.

I don't know what Si Moli is up to.

For a person like him who has no fingers in the spring water, it's not bad if he doesn't blow up the kitchen.

Liang Nianhe sat on the sofa and slowly ate fruit.

By the time Si Moli returned with the freshly cut fruit, she was already full.

Si Moli looked at her and then at the fruit plate in his hand.

"Don't eat?"

"Yes." Liang Nianhe nodded, "You were too slow. I waited until I was hungry before I laid the cushion on you. I accidentally overdid it."

"Besides," she pointed, "the apple you cut is weirdly shaped and looks ugly."

Si Moli pursed his lips.

It's ugly, that's a fact.

He has never cut fruit before, this is the first time.

"I heard that if you eat ugly things, you will become ugly." Liang Nianhe said, "I don't care. It would be terrible if the child doesn't look good and fair."

"Okay." Si Moli nodded, "I think so too."

He put down the fruit plate.

A flash of bright red seemed to flash before Liang Nianhe's eyes.

"Hey, wait a minute." She asked, "Are you hurt?"

She looked intently at Si Moli's fingers, and blood was indeed oozing from the fingertips.

"Si Moli, have you... got the fruit to cut?"

"Yeah." He nodded, "It's okay, it's a small injury, it's not a problem."

Liang Nianhe suddenly felt guilty and self-blame...

A pampered young man like him had never done this kind of work before. He didn't know how to use a knife and it was very easy to cut his hand.

Why didn't she think of this and just did her bidding?

Si Moli had already been beaten by his brother, and now he hurt his hand again because of her.

"I'll disinfect it and just put a band-aid on it." Si Moli said, "You continue to eat."

He turned to leave.

Liang Nianhe stood up quickly and pushed him down: "I'll go, you sit down."

"Need not……"

"Sit down!"

Liang Nianhe hurriedly went to find the medical kit.

Si Moli's mouth curled up slightly.

He lowered his head and looked at his injured finger, and suddenly felt...

This little injury is so worth it.

Liang Nianhe came back quickly, sat next to him, and bandaged his fingers carefully.

"If I remember correctly, Xu Anya put a band-aid with a cartoon pattern on Song Zhixu's face." Si Moli said, "My injury is still on my hand. It's not obvious. Why did you put an ordinary band-aid on it?"

Liang Nianhe didn't understand what he meant: "Ah? Isn't it just a matter of sticking it on?"

"I don't like this."

"Then which one do you like?"

Si Moli asked, "What pattern do you like? There are many here."