Yinxing confidently intended to pour the two eggs from the bowl.
Just at the mont the eggs entered the pan.
A huge fla suddenly burst from the pan.
Yinxing, startled, dropped the bowl in her hand,
only to hear the sound of the bowl shattering.
However, very soon the hot oil in the pan popped out like firecrackers.
It hit the back of Yinxing’s hand, scalding her and making her scream.
But the flas on that side grew bigger and bigger.
Yinxing went to pour water on it.
Pouring a bowl of water, unexpectedly, the flas grew larger, and the oil splattered more fiercely.
Just when she was at a loss.
A figure directly pulled her behind.
The first step was to turn off the gas stove.
Then picked up the lid and covered the soaring flas.
Within a few seconds, the flas, which seed like a bloodthirsty mouth that could devour everything, vanished completely.
The kitchen suddenly quieted down, with only the sizzling steam coming from the pot.
Yinxing stood beside, her heart still pounding.
She was really frightened just now and once thought the fire was uncontrollable, fearing it would burn down the house.
Xia Ye finally turned around to see Yinxing standing beside.
Yinxing indeed looked startled, eyes hollow, breathing fast, her face covered in a layer of ash, and a tuft of her hair burnt, drooping wavy over her forehead.
She looked pitiful yet amusing.
Xia Ye’s voice was still cold and clear: "So, were you blowing up the kitchen just now?"
Yinxing then ca back to her senses.
Yinxing hurriedly explained, "No, I just wanted to fry an egg for breakfast."
Xia Ye’s brows slightly furrowed.
Xia Ye said, "Wasn’t breakfast left for you?"
Breakfast was indeed left.
Yinxing really didn’t know how to start explaining.
How to explain that she just didn’t want to eat the leftover breakfast?
Even saying it herself felt ungrateful.
So Yinxing made up an excuse: "I just wanted to eat a fried egg, a fresh one."
Looking at Yinxing, Xia Ye said nothing more.
But walked up to Yinxing’s side.
Took Yinxing’s hand: "What happened to your hand?"
Yinxing looked down.
Only then did she react.
Just now the oil splattered, Yinxing was only focused on putting out the fire.
The back of her hand was splashed with scalding hot oil, red and even with a clear blister.
Just didn’t react then.
Now realizing it, she found her hand really hurt.
Yinxing retracted her hand, touching it herself made her yelp.
But she got a roll of the eyes from Xia Ye.
Then said, "Co with ."
Xia Ye’s face didn’t look too good.
But it was quite intimidating.
Yinxing felt she hadn’t reacted from what just happened.
Still saw a mass of flas in front, her eyes felt hot and sore.
At this mont, naturally, whatever Xia Ye said, Yinxing followed.
So Xia Ye walked out of the room, and Yinxing had to obediently follow.
Finally followed Xia Ye into his room.
Ever since Shen Fei Lin ca over, it seed Yinxing hadn’t co in here.
Instead, there was a strange yet unfamiliar feeling.
Yinxing stood at the door like a guest, dazed.
Xia Ye pointed to the sofa: "Sit over there."
So Yinxing awkwardly sat over there.
Yinxing kept her head down.
Sighed silently in her heart.
Today, Xia Ye saw her making a fool of herself again.
Why was she so useless, couldn’t even make breakfast properly.
Xia Ye rummaged through the cupboards, seemingly searching for sothing.
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