Margaret quickly grabbed Charleston's hand and said, "Don't do it anymore. Your hand is injured."
"Little thing, how dare you say that you don't love me? Didn't you just burn your hand? Look at you, you're so distressed." Charleston said disapprovingly as he curled his lips.
However, there was a gleam of colored glaze in her dark eyes.
Margaret had no time to consider whether Charleston had misunderstood her or not.
She forced a smile and said, "I'd better apply some ointment on you, or you may be infected."
Just now, she thought that it would be good to wash it with cold water, but she didn't expect that it was still red.
For Margaret's rare concern, Charleston seemed to be very happy.
He asked Larry to bring him the scald ointment.
Then he sat on the sofa on his own.
Margaret squatted beside him and applied some medicine to him.
Charleston felt so comfortable that she couldn't say anything about it.
.....
"All right." After Margaret helped Charleston resign the medicine, she stood up and put the ointment back to the original place.
When Charleston looked at the ointment on her hand, she couldn't help but feel proud.
This was made for him by a little thing in his family.
She was really pleasing to the eye.
Why didn't he feel that the ointment was so good-looking when it was applied to his hands before?
Larry looked at the appearance of Mr. Limbaugh at this time and could not help but mutter in her heart, "Love will make people become stupid."
Now, Mr. Limbaugh was a fool, wasn't he?
At this time, Margaret came over.
At this time, Charleston's stomach suddenly made a rumbling sound.
"..."
"..." Margaret said, blinking her eyes. "Are you hungry?"
Charleston's face was full of embarrassment. "A little..."
"Then I'll find something for you to eat." Margaret sighed and turned to prepare something for Charleston in the kitchen.
Sigh, it seemed that today's birthday was not like her birthday, but her unlucky day.
Early in the morning, she almost experienced the explosion, and then she was fed with a large dish of dark dishes.
Now he had to serve Charleston, the big man.
"I don't want to eat what's in the kitchen. It's not you who bought it." Charleston said with disdain.
"... Then let's go out and buy it again." Margaret walked to the door.
"Okay." Charleston nodded. If he wanted to go out with Margaret, he would not make the third light bulb when it was cold at night, so he stayed in the villa and did not go out.
When Margaret got out of the car, she bought Charleston and herself a pair of sunglasses.
After all, she was now a little popular little star. If she was discovered by the paparazzi, she would jump into the Yellow River and couldn't clear her name.
Charleston covered half of his handsome face.
He didn't want him to attract so much attention.
He came to the vegetable area of the supermarket.
There were red tomatoes in the basket.
The introduction of tomatoes hung next to them, as well as some dishes that could be made of tomatoes.
[It's a tomato fried egg]
[Roat and tomato soup]
.....
"Can you make tomato fried eggs?" Charleston asked.
Margaret nodded.
Although her cooking skills were not superb, she could still cook ordinary dishes like tomato fried eggs.
"What about tomato and tomato soup?" Charleston said again.
Margaret nodded again.
Then, Charleston waved his hand and said in a bold tone, "Buy all the tomatoes for me."
"..." Margaret silently put her middle finger in her heart.
How amazing it was to have money!
And if she bought so many tomatoes, it would take a long time for her to fry a tomato!
After eating so much, was Charleston a pig?
Margaret silently complained in her heart.
Then he came to the place where cucumbers were placed.
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