“What does special care mean?”
Cheng Yanqiu looked at Feng Yin and explained patiently: “Don’t get me wrong, it’s not me to take care of you. I mean I pay someone to take care of you.”
“I guess so.”
Feng Yin took a sip of water, it was not very hot.
She held the water cup and looked towards Cheng Yanqiu.
“Boyfriend from the book department, it’s time for you to show off.”
Cheng Yanqiu took the water cup and bent down and nodded in a gentleman: “My honor.”
One minute, two minutes, and three minutes later, Feng Yin couldn’t lie down.
How long does it take to pour some hot water?
Four minutes, five minutes later, Feng Yin finally crawled out of the bed and prepared to go and take a look.
When she arrived at the kitchen, she saw Cheng Yanqiu frowning at the natural gas stove.
“How to open it?”
“I have rotated, why is there no fire?”
Feng Yin walked forward, stretched his hand from behind Cheng Yanqiu, and placed it on the natural gas button.
“Press down and turn.”
With a squeak, the sky blue flames burned, and Cheng Yanqiu stood up without changing his color.
“Sorry, I haven’t used it.”
Cheng Yanqiu retreated, watched Feng Yin extinguish the natural gas, and walked towards the corner of the kitchen.
“Just say it’s possible? Is this a kettle?”
Feng Yin poured the hot water into the water cup, and Cheng Yanqiu nodded suddenly.