Xia Yinian dropped the scalding spatula onto the floor, looking at her fingertips that had been reddened by the burn.
"Nian Nian." Gu Beicheng came over and took her hand into his mouth.
Xia Yinian thought her finger must have been in pain, but unexpectedly, it stopped hurting in an instant.
Looking at the man in front of her, she felt a little moved in her heart.
She stood dazed for quite a while before Xia Yinian reacted, retracting her small hand that was being held.
"It's okay now."
"Did you burn yourself? Let me have a look." Gu Beicheng was still not at ease.
"It's really fine." Xia Yinian turned around, avoiding him, and walked toward another direction.
She couldn't accept Uncle's kindness.
She turned on the faucet and placed her finger under the water, rinsing it.
The slightly cool water allowed Xia Yinian's previously heated breath to slowly calm down.
She clearly knew she couldn't accept his kindness, but deep down, she harbored a different expectation.
