I'm going to raise my head again today

Chapter 310 The Love Story of the Female Secret Service Wife 37
Long Zhanyin's expression was suffocated, and his face suddenly became embarrassed.

"I..." He subconsciously felt that he should say something, but after he said a word, he was suddenly at a loss.

Luo Lan didn't say anything, but just looked down at Long Zhanyin's hand resting on the shopping bag.

Following Luo Lan's gaze down, Long Zhanyin came back to his senses, quickly withdrew his hand, and remained silent for a while.

Luo Lan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end she said nothing, turned around and left quickly.

Long Zhanyin stood there, looking at the slender figure disappearing in the elevator, and said nothing for a long time.

When we got home, Hua Wei was already up.

Working in the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" Luo Lan stood at the door with a shopping bag in her hand, looking at the kitchen with a spoon stirring the flowers in the pot.

Because of the injury to his right hand, the movements don't seem to be smooth.

"Cook porridge." Hua Wei glanced at Luo Lan at the door, then turned back, her hands kept moving.

"Is your right hand better?" She saw that he was using his left hand.

Hua tilted her head slightly to look at her and raised her eyebrows: "Didn't you see that I used my left hand?"

"I'm not blind." Luo Lan said angrily, "I just asked because I saw you using your left hand. Since your right hand is almost as good as it is, why don't you use your right hand? How can you say that your left hand is not as convenient as your right hand?"

Hua calmed down her expression slightly, her eyes flickered, and she said nothing.

He heard the sound when she opened the door and came in, so he decisively changed his right hand to his left.

Luo Lan saw that Hua Wei didn't make a sound, and knew that she was a little too much, so she didn't know what to say, so she came in with the bag and put the contents in the refrigerator.

"Clang!"

Halfway through, there was a crisp sound of metal landing behind him.

Luo Lan turned his head abruptly, only to see that Hua Wei had already retreated several meters from the pot. He lowered his head and his eyes fell on the spoon that fell on the ground.

After realizing Luo Lan's gaze, she raised her head to look at her, stunned for a moment, with apology in her eyes, and said slowly: "Sorry, I tried to use my right hand, but I didn't expect to use my right hand at all, so I missed it for a while. ..."

Luo Lan stood up and interrupted him: "Did you get hurt?"

Hua was taken aback for a moment, took a step back, and said a little grumpily, "It seems...it's burnt."

Luo Lan sighed, she walked over, raised the opponent's hand, looked down, and saw that the skin on the wrist had changed from fair to glowing red.

Luo Lan felt a little distressed.

She grabbed his hand, turned on the faucet, and rinsed it with cold water for about ten minutes.

"Is it still so painful?" She raised her head and asked the other party.

Luo Lan raised her head so suddenly that Hua Wei didn't have time to clean up the expression on her face, she was stunned for a moment, then she lowered her eyelids and said in a low voice, "...it's okay."

"..." Luo Lan frowned, "What do you mean okay?"

Does it hurt, or is it okay?

Hua paused slightly, and looked up at her.

Pursing his lips, he didn't speak.

Luo Lan let out an "uh" in her heart, and then said, "You sit over the sofa and wait for me."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the reaction of the people behind him, he turned and entered the room.

But she didn't know that the person behind her had a smile on her lips that looked like a successful trick after she turned around.

Not long after, Luo Lan took out a stick of burn ointment. She sat down on the sofa and signaled Hua Wei with her eyes.

Hua Wei understood, and obediently rolled up her sleeves to make it easier for Luo Lan to apply the medicine.

(End of this chapter)