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"Xiaoxiao..."

"Don't say it, don't say it." Yan Xiaoxiao panicked when he stopped speaking, covering his ears to not listen to his cruel words.

Yan Xiaoxiao didn't know why, she wanted him to say something, she wanted to listen no matter what it was, but she was so scared, afraid that he would say something cruel, if so, she would rather not listen.

"Xiaoxiao." Don't hold her shoulders and don't let her escape. The problem is not that she escapes. She must face it. He said the breakup. This time he is going to Vietnam, can he come back? Not sure, he didn't want her to be sad, she was a good woman, and he didn't want to delay her happiness because of him.

"I'm going to cook for you." Yan Xiaoxiao pushed him away quickly, her body trembling in confusion, wiping tears and ran into the kitchen in a panic.

Don't stand at the door of the kitchen, Yan Xiaoxiao is peeling onions, tears overflowing in her eyes.

"You know that I don't eat onions." Stop said. He doesn't eat onions. He told her that he is allergic to onions.

Yan Xiaoxiao's actions did not stop, tears dripping on the onions.

"I eat." Yan Xiaoxiao said. She didn't know why she bought onions. He was allergic to onions. It stands to reason that she was trying to please him and shouldn't buy onions. She just rushed into the kitchen and found it in the vegetable pile. Onion, she started on onion.

"Xiaoxiao, it's useless." Put an end to say.

"Where did I go wrong?" Yan Xiaoxiao asked when he looked at Ji Jiu.

"You didn't do something wrong, I did it wrong." Shu Jiu said, if you really want to say something right or wrong, it's not her fault, it's his fault.

"Why do you want to treat me like this?" Yan Xiaoxiao endured a choke. He said that she was not wrong, it was his fault. Yan Xiaoxiao closed her eyes and thought of those long hairs of different colors. Yan Xiaoxiao opened her eyes and refused to let herself go anymore. Entangled by the hair, the onion was peeled, washed and placed on the cutting board, and after holding the kitchen knife on the knife holder, her tears were dim and her eyes lost. Yan Xiaoxiao just instinctively cut the onion.

To put an end to the fear that she would cut it, Yan Xiaoxiao chopped in a mess, but did not cut it. After cutting, he took out the plate from the cupboard, put the chopped onion into the plate, and washed other dishes, and finally the pork.

When washing the pork, oil was stained on her hands. Yan Xiaoxiao was holding the plate and sliding the plate to the ground. A harsh sound sounded. Yan Xiaoxiao was so scared that she turned pale and reflexively knelt down to pick up the debris.

"Don't pick it up." Putting an end to look down, clasped her wrist to prevent her from picking up the debris.

"Don't stop me." Yan Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and then she broke off his hand holding her wrist, reached out to pick up the pieces, but was cut with a finger.

"Enough, Yan Xiaoxiao." Do not hold her hand bowl, drag her out of the kitchen to the living room, do not let her sit on the sofa, he goes to get the medicine box, Yan Xiaoxiao is very cooperative, watching him disinfect her wound , And then wrap it with band-aids.

"A little injury will not prevent me from cooking for you." Yan Xiaoxiao said.

"Can you cook with your current mood?" Put an end to the impatience in the cold voice, he shouldn't bring her in, he shouldn't come back, if he doesn't come back, he won't see her waiting downstairs He, facing her expectations, he should cruelly refuse.

"It's okay, I'm in a good mood, OK." Yan Xiaoxiao didn't dare to look in his eyes, got up and walked towards the kitchen. She couldn't give up halfway. She said she wanted to cook for him, and she had to do it if she said it.

"Okay, I'm not hungry, and I don't want to eat the food you cooked for me, Yan Xiaoxiao, don't do this anymore, you are like this, I will look down on you, where did that handsome Yan Xiaoxiao go?" Do not hold her.