"It's really delicious, I didn't expect you to be such a good cook."
Luo Chen chuckled and scratched his nose with his left hand.
"Now you know how amazing your husband is, don't you?"
Mu Binglan suddenly noticed that Luo Chen's left index finger, which had been cut by her not long ago, was now perfectly healed. She couldn't help but speak up.
"Luo Chen, your hand..."
Upon hearing Mu Binglan mention his hand, Luo Chen glanced at it. The band-aid on his index finger, which he had secretly removed because it felt cumbersome, was unexpectedly noticed by Mu Binglan during his moment of pride. Thinking Mu Binglan was about to lecture him again, Luo Chen spoke first.
"Honey, it's nothing, just a small cut, no need for a band-aid."
Luo Chen almost wanted to tell Mu Binglan how he once survived with dozens of deep cuts that could reach the bone in the rainforest for a week until rescue came. So, a small wound like this should not be a big deal.
