He had just finished speaking.
Jiang Nanshu's voice rang out, "The barbecue is here~"
"Ouch!" She slipped and a plate of freshly grilled, oily meat landed directly on the back of Cheng An, sticking to his thin T-shirt.
"Ah!"
Cheng An screamed in pain.
Su Ran was so frightened that she stepped back, distancing herself by a step.
Then she realized what happened and took the cold water from the table, dousing Cheng An's back with it.
Mr. and Mrs. Jiang heard the commotion and came out of the cottage.
"What happened?"
Hearing Mr. Jiang's voice, Jiang Nanshu hid behind her father like a little girl who had done something wrong and guiltily whispered, "Dad, I think I made a mistake. I wanted to bring the barbecue to the brothers, but I slipped and it all ended up on Cheng An. His back must be blistered from the oil, wuwuwu, what should I do?"
