Chapter 750 Who Owns the Chopsticks?

Chapter 750 Who owns the chopsticks?

"..."

Yu Yuehan looked at the chrysanthemum tea in front of him, his eyebrows slightly raised and his thin lips twitching slightly.

"My hand hurts and I can't hold the glass of water. Please feed me a drink."

He said, raising his tightly wrapped palm.

The injury on his palm was bandaged by Nian Xiaomu.

At that time, I just felt sorry for him and was afraid that he would accidentally cause the wound to bleed again, so I deliberately bandaged him thicker and wrapped it twice more with gauze.

At the moment, it's okay to serve tea, but it may not be so convenient to use chopsticks to eat.

"Give me your hand and I'll help you remove the two loops of gauze so that it's out of the way." Nian Xiaomu said, without any explanation, taking his hand and quickly removing the loops of gauze.

Then tie the knot again.

When tying the knot, he flipped the gauze over in a playful manner and tied a bow on the back of his hand.

The wound that was so miserable just now suddenly took on an indescribable feminine look.

The waiter quickly started serving the food.

When placing the dishes on the table, he saw the bow on the back of Yu Yuehan's hand, and his movements visibly paused.

The next second, Yu Yuehan glared at him, and then quickly looked away, pretending that he didn't see anything.

Trying hard not to laugh.

It wasn't until I walked out of the private room that I heard suppressed laughter from outside the door...

Nian Xiaomu, the initiator, couldn't help but sit on the chair, holding his belly and laughing.

He looks heartless, just like a child.

No care in the slightest.

It is very different from the woman in the video who has sharp eyes and seems to have thousands of hills and valleys in her heart.

Maybe the person in the video is really not her...

Yu Yuehan's black eyes flashed,

He narrowed his eyes and opened his thin lips slightly, "Feed me."

"Why? You have your own hands. I'll untie the gauze for you. You can take the chopsticks." Nian Xiaomu stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and said vaguely.

Yu Yuehan glanced at her coolly.

"But my hand still hurts."

"..."

Tie a bow on his hand, he really thinks of himself as a girl, right?

Even though they were all bandaged, he even complained that his hands hurt and he couldn't eat, so he asked someone to feed him.

Pretentious!

Nian Xiaomu muttered in his heart, but when he thought of the bloody wound on his palm, he still felt distressed and sat next to him.

He reached out to pick up his rice bowl and fed him a mouthful of food.

"What food do you want to eat?" she asked, taking back her chopsticks.

"Fish." Yu Yuehan sat back in his chair and continued to pretend to be pitiful.

As soon as he finished speaking, Nian Xiaomu had already picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then he fed himself another piece.

Yu Yuehan thought she didn't hear clearly. When she asked him what he ate for the second time, he repeated it again: "fish."

However, this time, what was fed into his mouth was meat.

It just changed from braised pork to hand-made meatballs.

At this moment, no matter how slow Yu Yuehan reacted, he realized that she did it on purpose.

His dark eyes stared at her, "Nian Xiaomu, I want to eat fish."

"I heard you, but I want to eat meat. Who is responsible for picking up the vegetables? Otherwise, you will do it?" Nian Xiaomu responded confidently.

After saying that, he picked up another piece of meatball and threw it into his mouth.

Yu Yuehan: "..."

"Then why are you asking me?"

"It's a polite question. Don't take it seriously. Besides, you have a wound on your hand. Eating too much seafood can easily cause inflammation." Nian Xiaomu pouted, with a sincere face that said, "I'm doing this all for your own good."