The male god in the quick transmigration story is super fierce.

Chapter 134 The Sick Doctor Lives Next Door (17)

The call was actually hung up directly!

Did you know it was her, so you got impatient?
Wen Yao was extremely wronged at this time.

I have always been spoiled and grown up, when did I suffer this kind of grievance.

The fingers kept hitting.

No matter whether it is answered or not, call after three seconds and hang up.

It lasted for a long time before the man on the opposite side picked it up.

Wen Yao didn't say a word at first.

The man frowned, and then asked, "Is there something wrong?"

The tears in Wen Yao's eyes fell down like pearls.

The voice was crying, and it was a pitiful little milk cat.

"My feet hurt."

The man was silent for a while, and then said, "Wait."

After about 5 minutes, the man walked in with a medicine kit.

Wen Yao walked over slowly and opened the door for him.

Another kick jumped onto the sofa.

The feet are also gently placed on the sofa.

The man gave her a cold look.

Then put down the medicine box, take out the medicine and apply it slowly.

The feet are delicate and small, and the red nail polish painted a few days ago is still on them.

Like a delicate jade carving.

The red color makes the little feet look white and delicate.

But it was red and swollen and looked like a big bag, which was seriously injured.

"It doesn't look good."

The man spoke suddenly, which made Wen Yao stunned for a moment, and then looked at the color on her toes.

Ah.

dog man.

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Ha ha.

With a cute and innocent smile on his face, "I will remove it tomorrow!"

The man hummed as if he was satisfied with something.

Then he put a piece of safflower oil in the medicine box on the table.

"I have to paint it three times a day, so I'm leaving first."

The girl called him hastily.

He raised his head and puffed out his cheeks, pitifully.

"I...haven't eaten yet, so hungry."

man:"……"

I glanced at my watch, it was already 11:30.

The stall downstairs closes at eleven o'clock.

"Is there food in the kitchen?"

Wen Yao was suddenly pleasantly surprised.

"Have!"

Longxi asked someone to buy it, and she can actually cook, but only a few simple side dishes.

But I'm usually lazy, so I often order takeaway.

The man finds a pink apron in the kitchen.

He held it and looked at it for a long time, and then silently surrounded himself.

The warm light from the kitchen shone on the man's back.

The whole person has a hazy feeling.

The hair is fine and soft.

The atmosphere suddenly stopped, and the small room was full of warmth.

The old man who cooks is so handsome!
Wen Yao rested her chin on the sofa, staring unblinkingly at the man who was cooking in the kitchen.

It's kind of... pleasing to the eye.

Not long after, Wen Jin came out with a meal.

Pumpkin porridge, two side dishes, and steamed buns.

It looks quite complete.

Looking at these small dishes, my eyes suddenly felt a little hot.

It's been a long time since I had a meal like this.

When I was with my grandma, my family was not very rich, and I had steamed buns and vegetables almost every day, which was very simple and rough.

Later, grandma passed away and her parents were not at home. She was alone, except for takeaways, restaurants, and bars. She had never eaten such a meal.

Looking at the man in his eyes, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Wen Jin frowned, "Aren't you hungry?"

Wen Yao nodded.

"Today I found out that looking at the handsome brother can make me full!"

Wen Jin stood up, "Then just don't eat."

Wen Yao immediately picked up a steamed bun.

He took a big bite, puffed out his cheeks, and looked at the man proudly.

snort!Don't try to steal my meal!
(End of this chapter)