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Chen Shuning frowned, lowered his head slightly, and looked carefully at Xu Xi's palm. "What's wrong? Let me see."
“…”Xu Xi: It’s nothing, but such an intimate action suddenly made me want to do something.
Xu Xi stood there speechless, looking at An An quietly, but in fact, her heart was already dancing wildly. She felt quite painful at first, but when Chen Shuning suddenly came over and grabbed her hand, she suddenly didn't feel the pain anymore.
It turns out there's something more effective than painkillers: the feeling of someone you love holding your hand. Xu Xi's heart suddenly filled with pink bubbles. She seemed to be liking Chen Shuning more and more. What should she do?
She lowered her head silently, looking at Chen Shuning's hand holding her own. It was so warm and soft, and the hand was so slender and white that Xu Xi almost couldn't help but want to hold it back.
If I hadn't been so lost in thought, she might have actually grabbed it.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Chen Shuning looked up at her with concern in his tone.
"Are you okay? Does it hurt?"
"No, it doesn't hurt." Xu Xi was happy and nervous at the same time, so her words were a little incoherent.
She was so overwhelmed by this unexpected concern that she fell in love. She really wanted to imitate the way they say "it hurts" in novels, and then the other person blows on her, comforting herself that "the pain will go away after a blow."
But this was just a fantasy. Xu Xi knew that these were all unrealistic. When she had just touched the shrimp's head, she had cried out in surprise. It was only because of her conditioned reflex that she cried out subconsciously when she was pricked without any preparation.
It was a little bit, actually it didn't hurt at all.
Chen Shuning lowered his head again, silently looking at the small red spot in the middle of Xu Xi's ring finger, which had almost faded due to the water stains on his hand.
She casually pulled out a piece of kitchen paper and gently wiped Xu Xi's face. While wiping, she spoke to Xu Xi gently:
"Why don't you just skip learning to cook today and go out and wait for a while. Watch some TV first. There are some sunflower seeds under the coffee table."
"Ah?" How can this be possible?
Xu Xi froze for a second, then suddenly realized something and quickly pulled her hand back. Could it be that Chen Shuning thought she didn't know how to handle the shrimp, and that crying out when pricked by the shrimp's head spines made her seem pretentious? So, he sent her out to eat some sunflower seeds while she waited for dinner.
"It's okay. I can help you with it. Just be careful."
Xu Xi didn't want to go out. She wanted to stay in the kitchen with Chen Shuning to cook the meal they were going to have together today.
After she finished speaking, she reached out to catch some shrimp, wanting to show her capable side. However, just as Xu Xi reached out and before she could catch any shrimp in the basin, her hand was suddenly grabbed by Chen Shuning again.
"Then wait a moment."
Chen Shuning grabbed her wrist with one hand and pulled out a pair of kitchen rubber gloves from under the cupboard with the other hand and handed them to her. "Put on the gloves."
"Oh." Xu Xi blinked, slowly taking the pair of rubber gloves and putting them on. She then stared at the shrimp for a few seconds, her mind tangled. Judging from the braised prawns she usually ate, they always came with their shells and heads, seemingly everything in place. So what should she do now? Should she just rinse them?
Chen Shuning originally wanted to turn around and continue to take the beef, but she looked back at Xu Xi and saw that Xu Xi was still hesitant to take action. She thought that she was scared because of the stab she had just received.
She whispered, "Wear rubber gloves so you won't get pricked."
Xu Xi silently looked up at Chen Shuning, revealing a faint, awkward smile. Her embarrassment was tinged with a faint sense of shame. She was ashamed that she had grown up so old and still didn't know how to do something as simple as "processing shrimp."
In the end, Xu Xi finally asked Chen Shuning how to cook the shrimp. After all, if you don't know, you don't know. Only by saying it out loud can you learn it properly. If you don't say it out loud and pretend to know it, then you will really lose their favor.
Xu Xi was nervous, her voice a little soft but audible. "Shuning, how do I cook these shrimp? I don't know how, can you teach me?"
Chen Shuning was stunned for a moment with his mouth slightly open, then turned around and laughed out loud.
"You don't?"
“I’ve actually never handled shrimp before.”
I've never done it since I was a child. Xu Xi bit her lower lip a little embarrassedly after saying this, and then smiled stupidly.
Chen Shuning came over again. Since he knew how to do it, he didn't need to wear rubber gloves. He also knew how to be careful not to get pricked by the sharp spines on the shrimp head. Chen Shuning grabbed a shrimp with his hands, then gently bent the shrimp's head, squeezed out the contents of the shrimp head, and finally pulled it gently to pull out a black shrimp thread.
Chen Shuning displayed the processed shrimp in his palm, held it in front of Xu Xi and said:
"Look, this is how you get the shrimp thread out."
Xu Xi lowered her head slightly, looking at the whole shrimp lying quietly in Chen Shuning's palm. It turned out that the shrimp we usually eat had to go through this process. Fortunately, it was not too troublesome and looked easy to prepare.
She nodded, "Okay, I understand."
Then, Xu Xi picked up a shrimp and gently cracked its head like Chen Shuning had just done, but the head broke off...
Xu Xi blinked, holding the shrimp head in one hand and the shrimp body in the other, and fell into silence for two seconds.
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