Li Beinian had a vague notion that things were not that simple.
Suddenly, she felt a sharp sting on her fingertips. Li Beinian exclaimed and immediately withdrew her hand.
She looked down and realized that the glass was over-flowing.
Mu Xichen immediately walked up to her and took the kettle from her. He frowned and said, "How much clumsier can you get, scalding yourself getting a glass of water."
He put the kettle aside and looked at her scalded fingertips. His frown deepened. "Does it hurt?"
Then, without waiting for her answer, he pulled her along into the little kitchen and put her finger under the running water.
As soon as she came into contact with the icy water, Li Beinian shrank back and said, "It's cold."
"Bear with it." Mu Xichen kept the water running over her fingertips for a while, and then took a towel to wipe her hand dry. "Go sit down."
