When Ethan arrived in the kitchen, the room was filled with thick smoke and a strong burnt smell.
He saw Emily still stubbornly standing by the stove and quickly lifted her up, carrying her out of the kitchen.
“What are you doing? With all this smoke, why didn’t you get out sooner?” Ethan put her down and looked at her with a face full of anger.
Emily bit her lip innocently. “The beef burned. I wanted to cook it for you.”
Ethan’s anger dissipated instantly as he looked at her blackened nose and couldn’t help but want to laugh.
He suppressed his amusement and said coldly, “If you can’t cook, then don’t try again. You know how dangerous it is to make the kitchen like this?”
As he spoke, he reached out to wipe her nose, but Emily was feeling upset, she swatted his hand away and said wit
