"Oh! Brother Youan remember to apply medicine well." Nuobao's eyes stayed on Zhou Youan's buttocks for a while, as if she was really not good at applying medicine.

After handing the cotton swab to Zhou You'an, Nuobao left the room and thoughtfully helped him close the door.

No one at home, so Nuobao planned to cook porridge by himself.

When I was cooking for the first time, I thought that my brother Youan almost fried the kitchen last time. Before cooking the porridge, Nuobao checked the tutorial online.

It doesn't seem that difficult either.

When Zhou Youan forced himself to prepare medicine, he went downstairs and saw Nuobao bringing a pot of colorful porridge to the table. When he saw him, he immediately greeted: "Brother Youan, come quickly, I've cooked the porridge."

Zhou Youan walked forward hesitantly. Can the girl eat what she cooked?

Nuobao put the porridge in a bowl and handed it to him, urging with his big eyes, "Last time I was sick, Brother You'an took care of me, this time I'm going to take care of Brother You'an. Brother You'an quickly try it."

Zhou Youan looked at the porridge in the bowl and saw the first time he saw someone cooking all kinds of vegetables in the porridge. He felt a little resistance in his heart.

His eyes flashed, "That, I don't seem very hungry!"

The little girl's eyes suddenly darkened, and her face was filled with disappointment and said, "Does Brother Youan not want to eat the porridge cooked by Nuobao?"

"Uh, no!" Zhou Youan, who was exposed to his worries, said stiffly, "That, I suddenly couldn't use my hands. I thought I would eat later."

When the little girl heard this, her eyes immediately lit up again. She picked up the spoon and said, "I forgot that Brother You'an has an injury on her hand, so why don't I feed you!"

After saying that, he picked up the bowl, scooped a spoonful of porridge and blew it, and then handed it to Zhou You'an's mouth.

When he met the girl's shiny eyes, Zhou You'an gritted his teeth and tasted it.

The next second, my eyes couldn't help but lit up.

He had already prepared the bad food, but he didn't expect that the girl was so talented in cooking. Although the porridge was not very good, it tasted pretty good.

Although it was not as good as Aunt Zhen, she almost fried herself in the kitchen for the first time. This girl should have cooked her very successfully.

At least not bad.

This is also good, at least one of them can cook in the future.

Uh, he was thinking about something.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Nobo asked expectantly.

"Well, it's not bad!" Zhou Youan lowered his eyes and looked at her. The two were very close, and he could even see the thin fluff on the girl's face. A heart beat irregularly again.

Well, I suddenly realized that the ugly dumplings didn't seem so ugly.

Thinking about the things I had been trying to do before and the injuries I was today...

All right!

He has given up struggling!

If you like it, like it!

At worst, you can wait a few more years.

Nothing is more happy than what he has made to be recognized. Nuobao immediately scooped up another spoonful of porridge and handed it over. After holding it for a long time, he saw that he had no reaction and couldn't help but call him softly: "Brother You'an?"

Zhou Youan suddenly came to his senses.

While eating the porridge that the girl fed to her mouth, Zhou Youan thought happily: It seems that there is nothing wrong with liking this girl.

After thinking it through, Zhou Youan became relaxed and even his appetite increased.

Seeing the bowl of porridge bottoming out, Nuobao smiled and pushed the remaining half of the pot of porridge in front of Zhou You'an, "You'an brother, eat more."

Zhou You'an:...
Chapter completed!