Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

Bao Jingxing nodded slightly, holding a medicine box in his hand.

Seeing that the aunt seemed to be looking for something, he asked gently, "Auntie, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Thank you, I just wanted to get the medicine kit."

The aunt came up and explained by the way: "Miss Chu cut her hand in the kitchen and shed a lot of blood, so I won't chat with you."

"Miss Chu?" Not knowing that Chu Qianqian was back, Bao Jingxing raised his brows: "What is she doing in the kitchen?"

The aunt turned around to leave, and looked at him with a smile after hearing this, "By the way, you don't know... You were injured because Miss Chu, she wants to repay you well, and she is learning how to cook."

Learning to cook, so cut your hands?
Bao Jingxing's pretty brows frowned, and he reached for the first-aid kit in his aunt's hand: "Let me do it, I'm very good at treating wounds."

"Oh, you're a professor at a medical university!"

Thinking that the man in front of her was the most suitable candidate in every sense, Auntie left with a smile on her face, ran to the garden to water the flowers, and left space for Qingqing, my, my young man.

However, Bo Jingxing didn't mean to be intimate with Chu Qianqian.

Walking into the kitchen with long legs, Chu Qianqian turned sideways to him, with the index finger of her right hand roughly wrapped around a napkin, the snow-white tissue was covered with dark red blood stains.

And she herself didn't seem to know the pain, she was torturing a tomato with her fingers, seriously trying to peel off its transparent skin, and she didn't even notice who was coming.

Hearing someone approaching, Chu Qianqian said without raising her head, "Auntie, I poured hot water on the tomatoes just now, and the skin still can't be peeled off. Is there anything you can do..."

"Put it in hot water and boil for half a minute."

Answering her question lightly, Bao Jingxing's slender figure stopped in front of her, and took the bumpy tomato from her hand.

"Jing Xing?" Chu Qianqian was taken aback, unconsciously hid her injured finger in her palm, and smiled nonchalantly: "I have already started to take care of you, starting with cooking!"

"I'm afraid you started with sepsis." Bao Jingxing looked indifferent, as if he didn't appreciate her, "stretch out your hand."

"Eh……"

Realizing that her injury had been exposed, Chu Qianqian stretched out her fingers depressedly, watched Bao Jingxing open the medicine box, took out the disinfectant and band-aid from it, and whispered depressedly, "Am I too stupid?"

"It's pretty stupid." Bao Jingxing glanced at her, and it was rare for him to give an evaluation that didn't fit the word gentle: "It's fine for you to hire a chef for a lifetime. Since you're not good at this kind of thing, why force yourself?"

"I don't think it's forced... Mmm!" Frowning reluctantly, Chu Qianqian watched him lift the tissue on her finger with a gentle force different from the evaluation, and said a little awkwardly: "You don't like other people in the family? "

Bao Jingxing treated her wound step by step, "So?"

"so……"

The snow-white cheeks were slightly flushed, and Chu Qianqian continued uncomfortably: "If we really have a future, you are so busy with work, and I only give concerts occasionally, so of course you have to take care of the housework, such as washing clothes and cooking. Let you have no worries."

She actually thinks so long-term?
Bao Jingxing glanced at her with raised eyebrows, opened the lid of the disinfectant, held her injured finger, and said lightly, "Hold it."

Chu Qianqian wrinkled her face.

Even though she was mentally prepared, the disinfectant was still too irritating, and she couldn't help shivering due to the pain.

The folds between Bao Jingxing's eyebrows deepened slightly, and he helped her bandage the wound twice, and tied a cute bow at the end.

Chu Qianqian looked at the cute bow, and suddenly felt that the wound didn't hurt much.

Her black and white eyes were shining brightly, she raised her head to look at the man's handsome side face, and smiled with her lips pursed: "Thank you, Jing Xing."

Bao Jingxing glanced at her again, "You want to prepare beef brisket with tomatoes, sit over there."

Chu Qianqian tilted her head, seeing the man picking up the pitiful tomato, she quickly stopped her: "No, you are a patient, and the doctor said you should rest well for your injury."

"It hurts the arm, not the hand."

Bao Jingxing didn't take it seriously, and set up a pot of water to boil the tomatoes, "It's you, take good care of the wound on your hand, don't do these unnecessary things anymore."

"What's superfluous..." Chu Qianqian puffed her cheeks in dissatisfaction, "This is a compulsory course for becoming a wife, and I practice it in advance."

Bao Jingxing didn't agree with her statement: "You won't marry an ordinary man, there must be a professional chef at home, there is no need to practice this kind of thing."

Chu Qianqian thought about the meaning of his words, and asked listlessly: "Jing Xing, are you implying that you won't marry me?"

Bao Jingxing was a little helpless, "Our relationship is far away from talking about marriage, I just remind you."

"Hmph, I didn't say I have to marry you."

Chu Qianqian was even more depressed, and tugged at the corner of his clothes sadly, "Okay, I'll do it myself, and I can finish it soon."

Bao Jingxing raised his hand to press her shoulder, "Find something for yourself to sit down, this kind of food usually takes a long time, two hours is best."

"Two hours?" Chu Qianqian opened her eyes wide, echoing the menu she read: "It says half an hour is enough."

"That's a quick way, basically two hours in the hotel."

While Bao Jingxing was talking, the water in the pot boiled and bubbled.

With his back to Chu Qianqian, he slowly threw the tomato in and cooked it for a while, then took it out with a spoon, and put it aside to cool.

Seeing that the heat on the tomato had almost disappeared, Chu Qianqian volunteered: "I'll do it!"

Seeing that she took this dish very seriously, Bao Jingxing thought for a while, but did not stop her.

Stretching out her finger to poke the soft tomato, Chu Qianqian nervously peeled off the transparent skin of the tomato while the residual heat was still there.

After successfully completing the important second procedure, she smiled with crooked eyebrows and raised her face happily, as if waiting for Bao Jingxing's compliment.

Bao Jingxing glanced at her, and clearly received the hint of asking for praise, so he could only speak carefully: "Everyone has something they are not good at, Miss Chu doesn't have to force herself."

"It's not forced." Chu Qianqian accepted his comfort without being discouraged at all: "I want to cook for people I like."

Here it comes again, a confession that was caught off guard.

Bao Jingxing pretended not to understand, and directed the enthusiastic Chu Qianqian to cut the tomato into pieces and reboil the water...

half an hour.

Seeing the tomatoes and beef brisket floating in the pot, Chu Qianqian felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment, and wished she could taste it with a spoon immediately.

Since she planned to stay here and stare, Bao Jingxing turned around and prepared to leave without disturbing her mood.

Chu Qianqian looked back at his back, and suddenly thought of something: "Jing Xing, show me your wound, didn't the doctor say to observe it frequently?"

Bao Jingxing kept walking, turned his back to her and said, "I'm half a doctor, I can observe by myself."

"...I want to see it." Chu Qianqian looked at An Ran's soup simmering on the stove, and ran to his side in three steps at a time: "You were injured because of me, I want to help you."

Bao Jingxing looked at her sideways, "The wound hasn't healed, it probably will affect your appetite."

"I'm not afraid!" Chu Qianqian pushed him towards the room, "Besides, if I don't see with my own eyes how serious your injuries are, how can I measure how much I can take care of you?"

"I don't need to take care of you." Bao Jingxing was forced to go back to the room, and looked at Chu Qianqian eager to try, eager to rush up and take off his clothes, "And I've already been sterilized."

"Just take a look, just a look!"

Seeing that he refused to agree, Chu Qianqian pushed him to sit in front of the sofa, gently rolled up his sleeves, and looked at the slightly blood-stained gauze.

Her heart hurt so badly, she said softly, "I'm sorry, Jing Xing, it's all my fault."

"The traffic police have already given a compensation plan. 70.00% of the responsibility lies with the party who was drunk and caused the accident. You don't have to blame yourself like this."

Looking at her disappointed expression, Bao Jingxing raised his hands and put down his sleeves: "I'm a man, this little injury is okay."

"Injury is equal to everyone, and it has nothing to do with men and women." Chu Qianqian lowered her eyes and found that he really didn't want to show her the wound, "Jing Xing, are you afraid of scaring me?"

"En." Bao Jingxing slightly nodded, "And I don't want you to feel guilty."

Compared with Chu Qianqian who suddenly became obedient now, the arrogant little aunt before was her true nature, but she was suppressed for various reasons.

Although he was very grateful to her for her intentions, the disguised things would not last long.

Just as he pretended to have no special feelings for Qin Yiren, but still aroused Chu Xinian's hostility.

"But I should be guilty." Chu Qianqian looked up at him, and said seriously: "I was the one who was injured, and you took all of this for me. If I don't even feel guilty, wouldn't it be a very bad person?" person?"

Bao Jingxing was a little surprised at her stubbornness, and said thoughtfully, "Living with guilt is very hard."

"Hard work is my choice."

Chu Qianqian tilted her head and smiled, and continued with a serious face: "Jing Xing, I want to help you, tell me what I can do?"

Bao Jingxing had no choice but to say, "I've been on vacation recently, nothing special."

"So we still start with three meals a day, and..." Chu Qianqian seemed to have thought of something discordant, cleared her throat, and said as if nothing had happened: "Don't worry about taking a bath at night, I will definitely not Will take a peek."

Speaking of this, she remembered that Bao Jingxing took the bath by herself last night, and immediately became worried: "Is your wound really okay? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"It's really okay."

Bao Jingxing pondered for a moment, seeing that she was a little uneasy, and managed to find something that needed her help: "I want to lie down, do you want to read some emails for me?"

"No problem!" Chu Qianqian's eyes lit up, and she took his laptop: "Let me see..."