Chapter 960

Yi Jinli regretted asking Ling Yiran to come over and cook dinner.

"Keep your hand under the cold water. I'll handle the soup," he said.

"You?" She was a little surprised.

"What's the matter?" He went to the pot, lifted the lid, and looked at the soup. Then, he added a little seasoning before taking a little soup with a spoon and tasting it. Moments later, he turned off the stove.

His movements looked elegant and natural. Ling Yiran felt like she was watching a cooking show.

However, Yi Jinli kept looking at her from time to time as he prepared the soup as if to see whether she was keeping her hand under the running cold water from the tap.

After running cold water over her hand for about ten minutes, the burn on Ling Yiran's fingers was finally relieved.

It was still a little red, but it was not a big deal.

"It's still a little red," said Yi Jinli, frowning.

"It should be okay in a couple of days," said Ling Yiran.

She had just finished speaking when he put her fingertips in