Chapter 822: Naughty boy, a little cute (47)

  With some guilty conscience, he walked over and put his ear to the door panel and listened.

  He didn't hear any noise, so he had the courage and shouted weakly:

   "Jojo, I... I'll make some mung bean soup for you, and I will call you out to drink it later when it's ready."

  On the balcony, Su Qiaoli ignored him and continued to draw his own picture.

  Just, she soon regretted it.

  Just as she was engrossed in drawing, a loud 'bang' came from her ear.

  [Fuck, the pan is fried. ] 444 yelled.

  Su Qiao got up, hurriedly opened the door and rushed towards the kitchen.

   Seeing the guy who raised her hands stupidly at the door of the kitchen, she had all the desire to die.

   hurriedly pulled the person away from the kitchen and checked him up and down: "How are you, are you injured?"

  The man stared at her blankly, yet he hadn't reacted to the loud explosion.

  Su Qiao is anxious, isn't she hurting her ears?

   hurriedly opened his auricle and looked inside: "You have something to say, where did you get hurt? Is it a pain in your ears?"

"I..."

   looked at both ears, but did not see a famous person coming out, Su Qiao hurried back to the room, took the wallet and mobile phone key, took him and walked out.

   "Damn it, who told you to cook in that pressure cooker?"

  That thing is inherently unsafe, and you won't. It's strange if it doesn't explode. Let's go to the hospital. "

  Lu Han finally eased, and in turn grabbed her and held her tightly in his arms: "Jojo, scared me to death, scared me to death, my heart almost stopped just now."

   "It exploded suddenly, and the lid flew toward the ceiling, and the contents inside spurted out. Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would definitely be bounced to the ceiling."

  Su Qiao also knew that he must have been frightened, and quickly patted his back to comfort:

   "Okay, okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, fortunately I didn't blow up my body, don't do this next time, you know?"

  Lu Han flattened his mouth and felt a little wronged: "I just want to make some mung bean porridge for you to make you happy."

  Who knew that pot was so ignorant?

  Not much about it, there was an explosion.

   "Jojo, don't be angry with me, don't ignore me, I will feel sad."

  Su Qiao rolled her eyes: "Okay, I'm not angry with you, let's go, little ancestor."

   Gently pushed him away, and touched his hand: "Are your hands hot? Are your eyes splashed? Are your ears okay?"

Lu Han shook his head pitifully, "My hands aren't hot, my eyes are buzzing around my ears, and my chest. Now it's like drumming. I have to hug and hug to feel it. Safety."

   [Little 4, give him a comprehensive scan, focusing on whether there is any problem with his ears. ]

  She was really anxious just now, and she forgot to check on the fourth.

  [Don't worry, he has no problem all over, and his ears will heal in a while. ]

  444 has been scanned a long time ago, it just looked at the dumb of both of them and found it interesting, so it didn't say anything.

  Lu Han was even more aggrieved when she saw that she did not hug herself: "I am afraid, I want to hug."

   "Go, hug, hug." Su Qiao took him back to his room, and then hugged him.

  Alas, this silly boy, it seems that this time he was very scared.

  Ten minutes passed...Twenty minutes passed...

  Su Qiao's feet are numb, and everyone is about to fall asleep.

"Ok?"

"No."

  Su Qiao was speechless: "Would you like to go to sleep?"

  It's not a problem to stand so stupidly.

  Lu Han's eyes drifted to the nearby European-style bed, his dark eyes were deep: "Then you accompany me to sleep."

  Su Qiao: "..."

   "I can't sleep alone, I'm afraid."

  (End of this chapter)