Xiao Xin instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.
"..."
Their posture was somewhat ambiguous, and Xiao Xin suddenly felt a little awkward.
Fu Yan's eyes were dark and he was suppressing his anger, which was different from the Fu Yan who would usually play the victim.
Fu Yan's angry expression looks really scary...
He looked just like Fu Yan when he first met her.
Xiao Xin cautiously began, "You..."
“I’m not angry, I’m just heartbroken,” Fu Yan interrupted him, “Brother, don’t do those dangerous things again.”
Xiao Xin lowered her eyes and remained silent, pursing her lips.
Fu Yan placed him on the sofa and asked, "Why did you suddenly want to learn to cook, brother?"
Xiao Xin opened her mouth, but didn't know how to speak, so she simply kept quiet.
Fu Yan opened the cabinet, took out the first-aid kit, and got gauze and burn ointment to bandage him.
Xiao Xin watched his movements quietly, then suddenly said, "For you..."
After Fu Yan finished bandaging Xiao Xin's face, he looked up and his cold expression softened a bit: "Brother, are you planning to cook for me?"
Xiao Xin's expression was indifferent, but there was a hint of grievance in her eyes: "Mm."
With his performance like this, Fu Yan should be somewhat moved, right?
Fu Yan held his hand, his fingertips gently stroking the back of Xiao Xin's hand, his voice soft and gentle: "Brother, don't go into the kitchen anymore. You have no idea how worried I was just now..."
He knelt on one knee, grabbed Xiao Xin by the back of the neck and pulled him onto his shoulder, patting the back of Xiao Xin's head reassuringly: "Brother, were you scared just now?"
Xiao Xin rested her chin on his shoulder and nodded: "Mm."
"Leave the cooking to me from now on. Promise me you won't do anything so dangerous again, okay?" Fu Yan's voice was full of worry.
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