You don't make sense

It was already noon when they got home, Shen Qianmei and Bai Ge put the big and small bags on the coffee table.

"I'll clean up the other things later, shall we cook first?" Bai Ge said to Shen Qianmei.

"Ah."

"Then you take the medicine first." Bai Ge went to make another cup of Banlangen, took a lot of pills and handed them to Shen Qianmei.

But this time, Shen Qianmei swallowed the pill without getting angry as a child, and drank the Radix Banlangen in one gulp.

"Enen, very good, very good." Bai Ge stood on tiptoe and rubbed Shen Qianmei's hair with his hands, before Shen Qianmei had any reaction, Bai Ge washed his hands and prepared to cook.

However, how to do these?Bai Ge looked at the pile of ingredients he bought back with a dazed expression.

"Shen Qianmei."

"Ok?"

"How do you do this?" Bai Ge pointed to a tomato and said.

"What do you want to do?"

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

Shen Qianmei walked to Bai Ge's side, supported the vegetable sink with her hands and said, "Wash with water."

"Oh." Upon hearing the order, Bai Ge immediately washed the tomatoes in the water.

After Bai Ge finished washing the tomatoes, Shen Qianmei took the initiative to say, "Put it on the cutting board and cut it into slices."

Bai Ge moved his hands according to what Shen Qianmei said. Because Bai Ge hadn't cooked, his movements seemed a little clumsy, and the tomatoes were cut into different sizes.

Shen Qianmei stood behind Bai Ge, with his arms outstretched to surround Bai Ge's whole body. Bai Ge's body was stiff for a moment but recovered in the next second.

Shen Qianmei's left hand grabbed Bai Ge's left hand, and Shen Qianmei's right hand grabbed Bai Ge's right hand, "Hold the vegetables with your left hand to form a mouse shape, and cut them one by one with the right hand. Keep your hands away from the knife when you start cutting vegetables would cut a finger."

Bai Ge didn't know anything anymore, he could only feel the warmth of Shen Qian's brows and palms and the sound of breathing as he spoke, Bai Ge's face was blushing.

"Did you hear that?" Shen Qianmei asked.

"Enen, I heard." Bai Ge replied perfunctorily.

Seeing Bai Ge's obvious fugue state, Shen Qianmei knew that he didn't listen. Shen Qianmei held Bai Ge's hand and cut the remaining tomatoes to prevent Bai Ge from cutting his hand in a daze.

"Crack the eggs."

"I will do this." Bai Ge took out two eggs, cracked them, and stirred them in a bowl.

Shen Qianmei saw that Bai Ge was beating the eggs well and started to wash the rice and cook the rice. The little fool Bai Ge didn't know that the first thing to do was to cook the rice, otherwise he would be hungry after the food was ready. Stomach.

Shen Qianmei's movements were very skillful, and within a few minutes, the rice was washed and put into the rice cooker to start cooking.

As for Bai Ge's side, the bumpy ones are finally ready to start frying. Bai Ge turned on the liquefied gas and poured a little oil into the pot. Maybe he was afraid that the oil would blow up on his body. Bai Ge's arms stretched out. The old man poured oil into the pot, but his body was far away.

Seeing Bai Ge's appearance, Shen Qian couldn't help asking, "Do you want me to help you?"

"No, don't, it's agreed that I'll cook for you." Bai Ge immediately refused when he heard Shen Qianmei's words.

Well, well, Shen Qianmei didn't force it, but just leaned to the side and stared at Bai Ge, not wanting to miss Bai Ge's little expression.

"Zi la la zi la la" the oil sizzled, and Bai Ge was a little afraid to pour the tomatoes into it.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Bai Ge vigorously poured the tomatoes into the pot, and then he jumped far away. Finally, he heard that the sound seemed to be quieter before he approached slowly.

But as soon as Bai Ge picked up the spatula, the oil splashed onto the back of Bai Ge's hand, and the back of Bai Ge's hand, which was a little red and swollen after being scalded, became even redder and hurt a little. Bai Ge bit his lip and decided to just fry it like this down.

Of course, Shen Qianmei, who had been watching Bai Ge, didn't miss this scene. When Bai Ge decided to continue firing, Shen Qianmei grabbed Bai Ge's hand, and then turned off the liquefied gas with the other hand.

Shen Qianmei took Bai Ge's hand and ran it down the faucet. After a while, he dried Bai Ge's hand with a towel, then took Bai Ge to the bedroom, and carefully applied the ointment used last night on Bai Ge. on the back of the hand.

"Are you stupid?" Shen Qianmei asked.

Maybe it's because after being washed with water, the hand that didn't feel so painful just now started to ache, and with Shen Qianmei's reprimand, Bai Ge felt a little wronged.

"You still feel wronged." Shen Qianmei knew what Bai Ge was thinking when he saw Bai Ge's expression.

"I hurt." Hmph, Bai Ge pouted, sullen.

"Do you know it hurts now? I was very happy to see you being fried just now."

"Then I want to cook for you."