Tang Yaoyao wasn't afraid at all; she wasn't that delicate. She just rinsed it with water: "It's just a couple of rinsings. Who doesn't get splashed with oil while cooking?"
She thought it was unimportant, but Huo Linfeng took it to heart, took her spatula, and led her by the back to the pool.
Turn on the tap and rinse the area where she was splashed with oil.
"This isn't something that can be done in a couple of strokes; it will hurt."
Tang Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, and Huo Linfeng continued, "You are an actress, a star, your hands are very important, every part of your body is important."
The cold water was a bit chilly, but Huo Linfeng's words were warm, and she replied indulgently, "Okay, I'll accept whatever you say."
Huo Linfeng only let go of Tang Yaoyao's wrist when it was no longer so red, and walked to the stove: "I'll do it, you go sit down."
"I am..."
She wanted to say that she was the head chef, but Huo Linfeng picked up the pot, tossed it a couple of times over the fire, and moved the spatula around inside with ease, silencing her.
Because Huo Linfeng knows more than her.
She's just showing off her limited skills in front of an expert.
Who knows, I might accidentally cause him trouble.
After all that work, Huo Linfeng still did it himself.
She watched the show from the sidelines.
It's not that she can't cook; the lotus root and pork rib soup she made last time wasn't very good.
Complex dishes are not easy for her to prepare.
Seeing Huo Linfeng busy, he looked much more energetic than when he first woke up, and he could even flip the wok. It wasn't a bad thing for him to be cooking.
Soon, two highly nourishing meals were placed on the table.
Huo Linfeng sat opposite Tang Yaoyao and said, "Thank you."
Actually, she wasn't very useful.
Huo Linfeng was very satisfied and much more energetic than before; for now, he attributed it to her.
Tang Yaoyao's fox-like eyes were full of laughter as she raised an eyebrow: "If you like it, I'll make it for you again next time."
Huo Linfeng paused, then said rationally and gently, "It's not necessary. I don't want you to get hurt."
"Then eat quickly, it will be very good for your recovery. I want to see you healthy in three days." This is her biggest wish.
Huo Linfeng nodded, took a spoon, filled a bowl with chicken soup, and handed the bowl to Tang Yaoyao: "Try it."
"How can you give me the first sip? You drink it yourself."
These were all Tang Yaoyao's sentiments, and Huo Linfeng did not refuse again, taking a sip.
He ate with an air of nobility, his fair fingers holding the spoon slowly and deliberately, displaying the refined manners of a young nobleman. He drank his soup without making a sound, his gentle face serene and composed.
After swallowing the soup, he nodded seriously: "Mmm, it's delicious."
Tang Yaoyao then took her first sip with satisfaction.
Judging from his appearance, he probably doesn't have much of an appetite and seems to have lost a lot of weight.
People lose their appetite when they are sick, let alone someone who has lost so much blood.
Tang Yaoyao wanted to treat him better.
She thought Huo Linfeng would only eat a couple of bites, but he lived up to her expectations and ate quite a lot, finishing it all.
After finishing eating: "I don't want to waste food."
Good habits are a source of strengths.
Tang Yaoyao was about to wash his bowl when she heard a slight noise at the door. She turned around and saw Tang Yujiao standing at the door, looking at them calmly.
She was carrying many things, exactly the same as when she arrived.
She suddenly realized that Tang Yujiao might have put the food in the refrigerator there.
But judging from Huo Linfeng's attitude, he probably didn't do anything.
She also understood why Huo Linfeng was somewhat impatient at the beginning.
Tang Yujiao walked in calmly, changed her shoes, and put the bag on the bar: "Yaoyao, you're here. Have you finished eating?"
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