"Marry me, you won't lose out!" Betrayed before her wedding, Yu Guanguan casually grabbed a household register and entered a flash marriage!
The result? Her cheap husband turned o...
"you……"
Yu Guanguan looked at him, her face slightly flushed, "You...you're not really impotent, are you?"
"Hmm...you'll find out sooner or later whether I'm capable or not. But Mrs. Quan, I need to remind you of something..."
Quan Jingzhou spoke slowly and deliberately.
"What?"
"I'll definitely drink every last drop of the nourishing soup you make for me, but no matter how good it is, it'll all end up benefiting you alone... It's taken from you, and it'll be used for you. Mrs. Quan, are you sure you want me to drink it?"
"you……"
How can this guy be so shameless?
Yu Guanguan bit her lip, regretting making that joke.
The "nourishing soup" thing is just talk; what's simmering in the pot is just ordinary chicken soup.
Quan Jingzhou touched the corner of her mouth, "So, Mrs. Quan... do you still want me to drink this nourishing soup?"
Yu Guanguan dared not let him drink it any longer, and quickly said, "The soup is ready, we can eat now, I'll go get the bowls and chopsticks."
Quan Jingzhou smiled as he watched her face turn bright red, yet she tried her best to act as if nothing was wrong.
He reached out and pulled her into his arms, then whispered something in her ear.
Yu Guanguan's face immediately flushed even more, and she stared at him with her starry eyes.
Quan Jingzhou looked at her shy and embarrassed expression, then lowered his head and kissed her chin. "I'll go set the table."
"I'll serve the soup."
Yu Guanguan turned off the stove and turned to ladle out the soup, but forgot to wear gloves, and her fair little hands were immediately scalded red.
"Ah..." The spoon fell directly to the ground.
Fortunately, she dodged quickly and wasn't hit on the foot.
Even so, two large blisters still appeared on my fingers from the burn.
"What's wrong?"
Quan Jingzhou immediately put down what he was holding, walked over, and grabbed her hand.
Two blisters had formed on his fair index finger.
His brow furrowed, and he pulled her hand under the tap to rinse it.
"How could you be so careless? Should we see a doctor?"
"fine."
Yu Guanguan's fingers were held in his hand, and she stared at him intently, her face burning as she looked at his focused and tender eyes.
After rinsing for a while, Quan Jingzhou let go of her hand and carefully looked down to observe her.
Yu Guanguan felt that the place he was staring at was still radiating a scorching heat even after being rinsed with cold water, and she felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to pull her hand back. "It doesn't hurt anymore, just apply some ointment."
Quan Jingzhou pressed her down into a chair, his tone serious, "Sit still and don't move."
She then turned around and grabbed a first-aid kit, took out some ointment, and carefully applied it to her fingertips.
"I'll do it myself," Yu Guanguan couldn't help but say.
Quan Jingzhou frowned. "Be a good boy and don't move."
Only after he gracefully applied the ointment did Yu Guanguan's hand come out.
Quan Jingzhou put away the medicine box and said, "Alright, don't move, I'll take care of the rest."
After saying that, she turned around and went into the kitchen, where she brought out the food she had prepared and set it out.
He then served her a bowl of pigeon soup and handed her chopsticks, saying, "Okay, eat up."
"oh."
Yu Guanguan blew on the still-dry ointment before picking up a spoon and taking small sips of soup.
She was a very good cook, and it was her first time cooking, so Quan Jingzhou was very kind and ate everything.
He was naturally also responsible for cleaning up the dishes.
Yu Guanguan rested her chin on her hand, smiling as she looked at him; the two were perfectly in sync.
After tidying everything up, Quan Jingzhou brought out the washed strawberries.
Just as Yu Guanguan was about to eat, Quan Jingzhou grabbed her and asked, "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
Quan Jingzhou nodded, but did not let go of her. Instead, he placed her on the dining table.
Yu Guanguan's feet were dangling in the air as he held her in his arms, supporting her waist. Confused, she asked, "What are you doing?"