Feeling a little guilty, he tiptoed over and pressed his ear to the door to listen.
Only after hearing no noise did he gather the courage to call out weakly:
"Qiaoqiao, I... I'm going to make you some mung bean soup. I'll call you out to drink it when it's ready."
On the balcony, Su Qiao ignored him completely and continued drawing.
But she regretted it very soon.
Just as she was completely absorbed in her drawing, a loud bang suddenly rang beside her ear.
"Holy crap, the pot exploded!" 444 shouted.
Su Qiao shot to her feet, yanked open the door, and dashed toward the kitchen.
When she saw the fool standing at the kitchen doorway with both hands raised, she almost wanted to die.
She hurriedly dragged him away from the kitchen and inspected him from head to toe. "Are you all right? Are you hurt?"
The man stared at her blankly, still unable to recover from the tremendous explosion.
Su Qiao panicked. Could his ears have been injured?
She quickly pulled back his ear and peered inside. "Say something! Where exactly are you hurt? Do your ears hurt?"
"I..."
After checking both ears without finding anything wrong, Su Qiao rushed back to her room, grabbed her wallet, phone, and keys, then pulled him toward the door.
"Damn it, who told you to use that pressure cooker?
"That thing was unsafe to begin with, and you don't even know how to use it. Of course it was going to explode. Come on, we're going to the hospital."
Lu Han finally recovered and grabbed her in return, pulling her tightly into his arms. "Qiaoqiao, that scared me to death. It scared me to death! My heart almost stopped just now."
"It suddenly exploded, and the lid flew straight up