I became beautiful by eating melons

Ye Rou followed the sound and went upstairs. The door of a room was half open. Judging from the sound, it was this room.

She pushed the door open carefully. In front of the glass window, there was a man sitting on the ground with a broken cup at his hand. His clothes were wet and dripping with water. There were no curtains in the room. The pale moonlight illuminated the man. He had his head down, and his shoulder-length hair was slightly loose.

Hearing the sound, the man looked up.

When Ye Rou saw the man's face, she was stunned. He was very handsome.

His facial features are deep and his eyebrows are delicate, but his expression is gloomy and there is a sense of sedimentation and decadence around him, like a broken marble sculpture in an art gallery, cold and inorganic.

"Hello, hello." Ye Rou greeted stutteringly.

The man ignored her and tried to climb onto the bed, supporting himself with his arms, but his legs seemed to have no strength and he failed several times. The last time he poked his hand into the broken glass and blood flowed, but he seemed not to feel the pain.

Ye Rou ignored her aunt's warning and hurried forward, picked him up and placed him on the bed.

As if startled by her action, the man's eyebrows moved slightly.

Ye Rou was also surprised by her strength. She put the man down and looked at her hand in surprise. She just thought that she was very strong and did not think about it too much.

Seeing that the man's hand was still bleeding from the glass shard, she asked softly, "Is there a medicine box?"

The man ignored her and roughly pulled out the glass, causing blood to splatter everywhere. He casually threw the glass away.

Ye Rou was startled by his action and subconsciously wanted to take out the golden needle to stop his bleeding.

Her hand touched nothing and she was stunned for a moment before she realized that she was studying Western medicine, so where did the golden needle come from?

"Get out." The man's voice was dry and hoarse.

Ye Rou pursed her lips slightly. The smell of blood became stronger and stronger. Looking at the man's wound that was bleeding profusely, she not only did not leave, but instead took a step forward, tore the bed sheet into long strips, and tied it around the man's wound to stop the bleeding.

The man pushed her away and said coldly: "Don't you understand what I'm saying? I told you to get out!"

Seeing that he was not cooperating, Ye Rou subconsciously swung her hand and hit the man's neck.

The man collapsed onto the bed.

Ye Rou was shocked by her own actions just now.

But now was not the time to think about all this. She stopped the man's bleeding, used her excellent sense of smell to find the medicine box, disinfected the wound, applied anti-inflammatory powder, and then wrapped it with clean gauze. After doing all this, she stood up, looked at the bow tied on the man's slender long hand, and nodded with satisfaction.

She changed the bloodstained sheets, but couldn't find anywhere to hide them, so she just stuffed them all under the bed.

She swept up the broken glass and put it back into the medicine box to make sure nothing was left out before going downstairs to her room.

Early in the morning, I heard loud laughter outside.

Ye Rou sat up and yawned repeatedly because she was so sleepy. Her aunt snored in her sleep, and it was the familiar electric drill-like snoring. She didn't sleep well all night.

"Very familiar." Ye Rou paused with her hand that was grabbing her hair. Why did she feel like she had heard the snoring sound like an electric drill somewhere before?

She couldn't remember, and hearing her aunt's laughter getting louder and louder outside, she simply got up and went out.

"Who is this girl?" The aunt who was chatting with her aunt asked hurriedly when she saw Ye Rou's eyes light up.

The little aunt smiled and said, "My niece is here to stay for two days."

"Xiao Rou, say hello to your Aunt Yue."

Ye Rou stepped forward and said with a smile, "Hello, Aunt Yue."

"Okay, this girl is really pretty." Aunt Yue circled around Ye Rou twice, and asked with a warm smile: "You don't have a partner yet?"

"No." Ye Rou felt uncomfortable being looked at and answered dryly.

Aunt Yue nodded repeatedly, and then looked at her aunt with an especially enthusiastic look, "Let's go, we are short of one, let's go for a round."

The little aunt was tempted, but she looked upstairs and shook her head: "No, I have to deliver food to that cripple."

"He won't starve to death if he doesn't eat." Aunt Yue pulled my aunt and wanted to go outside.

The little aunt was a little hesitant, but she couldn't resist Aunt Yue's enthusiasm, so she followed her out. Before leaving, she told Ye Rou, "The kitchen left some buns for you."

"I understand." Ye Rou nodded.

After the two people left, Ye Rou looked upstairs, touched her starving stomach, and went into the kitchen first.

The white and tender buns were placed on the steamer. Ye Rou picked one up and took a bite. Her mouth was full of greasy meat oil, so greasy that she couldn't chew it anymore.

"We should add some cabbage to reduce the greasiness, and some green onions..." Ye Rou was stunned when she said this. When did she learn how to cook?

She scratched her hair, looked at the bun in her hand, and recipes for buns popped out of her head like a flood.

Ye Rou couldn't figure it out, but then she thought that since her original body knew how to cook, she could do it too.

Giving this explanation reluctantly, she remembered that her aunt had said that she had not yet delivered food to the people upstairs. After hesitating for a moment, she turned on the fire and cooked some refreshing vegetable porridge again. She cut a cabbage into the remaining meat filling of her aunt, and rolled out the dough again to make dumplings.

It was quiet upstairs.

Ye Rou opened the door, walked in with the food, and then closed the door.

The man had woken up. He raised his eyes and looked over. There was no fluctuation in his gaze, as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

When Ye Rou saw the man's look, she felt a little sad for some reason.

She suppressed the emotion and put the plate on the table.

Sensing the man's resistance, Ye Rou pretended not to feel it and reached out to help him up and sit up against the headboard. Afraid that he would feel sore from sitting for too long, she put a pillow behind him.

Ye Rou picked up the bowl and saw that his right hand was wrapped in gauze. She subconsciously scooped the porridge with a spoon and brought it to the man's mouth.

As soon as this action was made, Ye Rou was stunned after she reacted.

The man looked at her scrutinizingly.

Ye Rou was surprised by her own familiarity. Under the man's gaze, her face turned red with embarrassment. She explained dryly, "I'm used to feeding children, haha."

She handed the bowl to the man's left hand, asked him to take it, and then took a step back.

The man's eyes were calm. He glanced at Ye Rou who was lowering her head. He held the bowl in his right hand awkwardly and scooped porridge one spoonful at a time with his left hand.

As soon as the rice porridge entered his mouth, he was stunned for a moment, and then ate more eagerly.

Seeing that he was busy drinking the porridge and had no hands free to eat the buns, Ye Rou hesitated for a moment, then picked up a bun and handed it to his mouth.

The man glanced at her, his eyes deep and emotionless.

Ye Rou couldn't tell what he was thinking, so she simply stopped thinking about it. Her arms felt a little sore after holding it for so long, so she naturally said in a coquettish tone, "Eat quickly."

Her voice was soft and she was even prettier. Her fingertips were right in front of Jiang Chen's eyes, with a hint of blush. He lowered his eyes and bit the bun.

Seeing him eating, Ye Rou couldn't help but smile.

She was tired of standing, so she sat down beside the bed in a familiar manner.

The man just looked at her and didn't tell her to get lost like he did last night.

Ye Rou was like a kitten constantly testing the man's bottom line, and the man retreated again and again.

After dinner, Ye Rou collected the plate and walked out under the man's gaze.

The room became quiet again. Jiang Chen lowered his eyes and looked at the bow tied on his right hand. He shook his wrist gently, and the bow trembled slightly.

Just when Jiang Chen thought she would not come again, she came up again after a while, holding a bowl of soup and said with a smile: "Drink it quickly."

Her eyes were sparkling and slightly raised like a fox. She looked seductive, but she looked particularly pure and innocent.

Jiang Chen looked into her eyes, without reaching out to take the bowl of soup, he naturally leaned against the edge of the bowl and took a sip.