Xiaoya fell to the ground and vomited blood from her mouth. Liu Zhili sat there coldly, looking at Duanmu Yun with cold eyes.

Duanmuyun looked at his hands, frowned slightly, then glanced at Xiaoya with disgust, and said coldly, "What do you want to do?"

"She wants to ask you if you need a pair of bowls and chopsticks -" Liu Zhili said coldly, remembering another rumor about Duanmu Yun. This world-famous young master has a mysophobia.

Anyone who comes close to him will die. The reason is not for anything else but because he feels dirty.

"Really?" The gloom on Duanmu Yun's face dissipated, and he stood there, a little at a loss, "Can I really have a taste?"

"No!" Liu Zhili flatly refused, his eyes still cold.

"Why?" Duanmu Yun looked at Liu Zhili as if he was a little aggrieved.

"Because you injured my maid!" Liu Zhili said coldly.

"Her?" Duanmuyun pointed at Xiaoya on the ground, then waved his sleeves, and Xiaoya's pale face instantly turned rosy, "Don't come near me again, and I won't hit you!"

He seemed to comfort Xiaoya and said with a smile.

Xiaoya was on the verge of tears. She didn't know what happened. Somehow, she wanted to touch Mr. Duanmu. Even if she died at that moment, she was willing to do so.

"Xiaoya, why don't you go get Mr. Duanmu a pair of chopsticks?" Liu Zhili ordered coldly, a little surprised by Duanmu Yun's healing methods. If the injury can be cured by gently waving his sleeves, then we need doctors like them.

do what?

Xiaoya responded and hurriedly went to get the chopsticks.

The chopsticks were not new. When they were presented to them, Duanmu Yun was a little embarrassed.

Take it, he really doesn't need other people's things, don't take it, he really wants to taste this strange thing, it looks delicious.

After thinking about it, he almost planned to put his hand in to fish it out, but if he put his hand in the boiling hot pot, he would definitely be able to eat it directly when it comes out of the pot, right?

"Sister..." He looked at Liu Zhili in embarrassment and stamped his feet, as if he was dizzy with anxiety. Seeing that Liu Zhili was smaller than him, he changed his words and said, "Sister..."

"Master Duanmu, you can take this pot away, if you don't mind it being too hot!" Liu Zhili said coldly, relieving Duanmu Yun.

Duanmu Yun was immediately happy, and the gloom on his face disappeared. He held the pot in both hands and floated up. He was hundreds of miles away in an instant. From a distance, he turned back and smiled at Liu Zhili, "Thank you!"

Liu Zhili didn't respond. He probably couldn't hear the response because he had already flown far away.

This Duanmu Yun is really easy to satisfy.

Xiaoya was stunned with her chopsticks in hand, looking at Liu Zhili who was still sitting upright, her face turned pale, "Miss, I, I..."

"I don't know what's wrong with me? When I saw Mr. Duanmu, I just thought..." Xiaoya started to cry. This was really a shameful thing for her. She, a girl who had not yet left the court, actually did this to her.

A man had an evil thought.

"It's nothing. Such a man will attract all women, so it's not surprising that you have such thoughts!" Liu Zhili said coldly, looking at the oil stains on the table.

"But Miss, you didn't even..." Xiaoya choked, her eyes red.

"I'm different!" Liu Zhili curled her lips sarcastically, and her eyes were dyed with a cold color. She believed in love in her last life. In this life, she will never fall in love with any man again, so Duanmu Yun naturally won't
Chapter completed!