"Forget it, I suppose I'm really not cut out for cooking." Li Shaoting sighed, reached out to turn off the stove, and turned his attention back to Jian An'an. "Missing one dish doesn't matter. What's most important is that I managed to hurt your hand."
Jian An'an's injured hand was still held in Li Shaoting's grasp, making it awkward for her to simply pull it away. The intense heat radiating from his palm made her own hand feel slightly warm, and his gentle concern made her reluctant to pull away at all.
Jian An'an kept her head down, her gaze cautiously brushing against Li Shaoting. He, however, was looking slightly down at her injury, completely unaware of her probing glance. A trace of worry showed on his sharply-defined face, his long eyelashes casting a faint shadow beneath his eyes. The bridge of his high nose sloped gracefully down to deep-set eye sockets, making his entire face as exquisite and handsome as a Greek statue, which left Jian An'an momentarily dazed.
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