“The curry is going to dry.”
The sudden reminder woke An Ran up, and she hurriedly turned off the fire. Because she was in such a hurry, her fingers were burned by the hot pot, and she gasped in pain.
The next moment, her fingertips were caught in a piece of warmth.
Her eyes widened slightly, An Ran stared at Fu Sishen’s handsome face close at hand.
The heart that should have calmed down started beating wildly uncontrollably. The accelerated circulation of blood promoted the increase in body surface temperature. An Ran suddenly felt a little hot on her face.
“That… that… burns usually require cold water first to prevent blistering.”
Why must she say such horrible things at this time?
“Be careful.”
Naturally letting go of An Ran’s fingertips, Fu Sishen took her to the sink to flush water.
After about twenty minutes of flushing, he turned off the water column, took An Ran out to the living room, found the medicine box and gave her medicine.
Watching Fu Sishen’s series of skilled actions, An Ran finally noticed a change in him: “You…become able to take care of others.”
This person used to be a delicate young master, although the self-care ability is not negative, it has not reached the passing standard.
Later, after staying with An Ran, he gradually improved after being influenced by her a little bit, but it only improved from a failing to a passing line, which was still not enough.
Therefore, the original Fu Sishen could not do the meticulous work of giving medicine to people.
“You can learn it if you take care of a child for half a year.”
Fu Sishen thought of Qingqing, not knowing what the little guy was doing now.
“You have a kid?”
This was An Ran’s first reaction, and she knew she had misunderstood.
Carefully looking at Fu Sixen’s handsome face that instantly darkened, she shrank her neck in fear, showed a flattering smile, and forcibly changed the subject.
“Um, I’m hungry, let’s eat quickly.”
Instead of cooking, An Ran just opened three packages of instant noodles, boiled them until soft, scooped them up and ran them through cold water, then divided them into two portions, one large and one small.
The dry noodles were served in two plates, topped with hot curry, and square cheese slices. This is Fu Sishen and An Ran’s favorite curry noodles.
Both of them can tolerate spicy food. This curry naturally tastes spicy. An Ran found it palatable while eating it, but Fu Sishen was picking out the chili peppers one by one.
“Is it too spicy?”
An Ran picked Fu Sishen’s curry with chopsticks, and thought it was okay. They were all cooked in one pot, and their spiciness was about the same.
“Have you rarely eat spicy food recently?”
People who can eat spicy food will gradually become unable to eat spicy food if they do not eat spicy food for a long time.
“Well, there is a kid in the family, so I have to suit her taste.”
Fu Sishen held the water cup and drank heavily. Seeing this, An Ran simply went to bring him a large pot of sour plum soup frozen in the refrigerator.
“You haven’t said yet, how did you misunderstand your mother because of me.”
She had just figured out that she might have misunderstood the fact that Fu Sishen wanted to break up with her, but she still couldn’t figure out how Fu Sishen had a conflict with his mother.
Is it because his mother doesn’t like her?
It is not impossible, after all, she is just an orphan, and it is normal for Fu Sishen’s mother to feel that she is not worthy of him.
“Well… before I say anything, you should be mentally prepared.”
Fu Sishen first tried to calm An Ran’s mood. In fact, he was nervous. An Ran was very calm: “Just tell me, I’m fine.”
It was just some words of disdain for her. Even with Aunt Qing protecting her, she had heard a lot of similar gossip since she was a child and had long been immune to it.
“In fact, you have known my mother for a long time. She is the head of this house.”
An Ran was irritated, so Fu Sishen deliberately said it more tactfully, but no matter how tactful it was, it couldn’t change the explosive news revealed in these words.
“…”
An Ran didn’t react at first, but when her brain finally sorted out the logical sequence…
“Cough…cough cough cough…” She choked.
“Quickly, quickly, there is water here!” Fu Sishen hurriedly stood up and poured her sour plum soup.
The curry was a bit spicy, and it felt uncomfortable to choke on spicy food. An Ran’s little face turned red with discomfort.
Tears were forced out of the corners of her eyes, and she was in a state of embarrassment.
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