Chapter 142： Didn't grab it? !

He couldn't help swallowing.

Elder Mu looked at him looking scared and smiled, "Change the address to this side."

"..." Lin Zekai looked at the old man, feeling like a mouse being played between the palms of a cat by a cat, just wanting to play dead...

The old man squinted, before speaking, Lin Zekai swallowed, nodded and quickly operated on the phone!

"Good, good..."

Changing the address to this side, and changing the contact's phone number to Mr. Butler, Lin Zekai looked at Mr. Mu, who was satisfied to leave, with a bitter face...

Sure enough, Mulin Che asked him for something directly at night.

Lin Zekai said with a guilty conscience: "Young Master...Today I...I was too slow to grab it."

"..."

Mulin Che stared at him for a long time, until Lin Zekai's cold juice came out.

"You won't be able to grab it next time...you can go to Africa to explore the market!"

"……Yes."

Mulin Che was in a bad mood, and Yuan Jingchu had been deliberately avoiding him recently, and would not save his share. In this case, Lin Zekai, a useless person, hadn't grabbed the ingredients yet!

Should he change his assistant?

Mulin Che returned to the community with air-conditioning all over, but was stunned when he opened the door.

There is a small box of things on the ground. When you open it, it is the dishes and snacks that Yuan Jingchu made during the live broadcast today...

Mulin Che's cold eyes suddenly softened, holding up the box, glanced at Yuan Jingchu's closed door, and smiled.

His cooking skills are not very good, but watching Yuan Jingchu's cooking video follow along, it is actually not that difficult.

But this time, he burned his hand and knocked on Yuan Jingchu's door.

Yuan Jingchu didn’t want to open the door, but she was rescued last night, and she was sent back in the morning, and, after hearing him say that he just wanted to fry the radish balls, it burned her hands...

Still opened the door to let him in.

Mulin Che still smiled very softly, as if the person who was so tough at the elevator entrance that night was not him.

Yuan Jingchu watched his hot red and swollen hand that was almost out of bubbles, frowned, and hurriedly pulled him into the kitchen, letting him wash the wound first with water.

"Jingchu..."

Mulin Che spoke slowly, Yuan Jingchu held his hand and didn't look up at him.

"What are you doing?"

"I...I like you very much." Mulin Che said slowly, looking at Yuan Jingchu's ears quickly reddening because of this, and her mood was flying.

He felt this emotion was strange, but he liked it very much and looked forward to it.

Yuan Jingchu raised her head, glared at him, let go of his hand, "Go!"

I went out to bring the medicine box and muttered, "I don’t understand any common sense. If the burn is not particularly serious, just rinse it with cold water will relieve a lot... You said that there is no medicine. I have to come here. ...Maybe there will really be blisters later..."

She kept nagging, but Mulinche didn’t feel the discussion. Even he felt surprised. He usually had the most patience to listen to other people’s speeches. He would not listen to any other nagging except for the words of Mr. Mu. .

Reading almost, Yuan Jingchu walked over and grabbed his hand, frowned, "Sure enough, blisters..."

I couldn't help but glared at him again, "How can you fry anything like this..."

Mulin Che didn't answer either. He just smiled. Seeing her hand being grasped by her fair and small hands, she felt inexplicably...

It's pleasing to the eye. Rebirth Space: Mu Shao, spoil the sky!