The two of them were in the kitchen, helping each other, occasionally brushing against each other, and the atmosphere was quite romantic.
Ye Lantian picked up the knife, wanting to chop vegetables, but before she could start, He Longze stopped her, "Don't touch those sharp things. I'll cut; you just watch from the side."
Afraid of her getting hurt, he couldn't bear to let her do anything.
Ye Lantian was a bit stubborn, holding onto the knife and refusing to give it to him, "No, I can cut, and I do it beautifully too."
"Be good, give me the knife."
"No."
"Give it to me." As they struggled, the sharp knife just happened to cut Ye Lantian's finger, and immediately, blood started oozing out.
He Longze was stunned for a moment, quickly took the knife and put it aside, took her small hand and put it into his mouth.
After sucking most of the blood away, he looked at her with immense pain and a guilty face, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry."
