Reborn Top Student and Sweet Little Wife

Shu Xin was shocked by Song Li's words. It was so precious that Wushu gave her so casually?

Su Xin suddenly thought of something, "What about the uncle's shoulder injury?"

Song Li knew what Shu Xin meant, and quickly answered: "Naturally Dr. Ji's medicine is used. Although Dr. Ji's medicine is also very effective, it is still incomparable with Fu Ji Qiao Ointment."

Shu Xin thought of Huo Yanqin's serious wound on his shoulder, and his eyes were red for a moment. He looked at Huo Yanqin with a distressed face. "Why don't you ask me for it? What if you have a scar on your shoulder?"

Huo Yanqing frowned slightly, apparently dissatisfied with Song Liduo's mouth. He bent over to sit up next to him comfortably at his feet and gently stroked her long hair. "Song Li deceived you, this I have a lot of ointment here, and the wound on my shoulder has been cured."

Song Li, "..." a lot?Wuye, show me another bottle.

Also, is your shoulder hurt?Why did Dr. Ji come over the next day to change your medicine?

Shu Xin knew that Song Li didn't lie to her. He didn't need to write so many words to lie to her. She also knew that Huo Yan's shoulder injury was not good. How could such a deep wound heal so quickly, he said so I'm afraid it's to comfort her not to make her sad

Shuxin felt warm in her heart. Such a five uncle made her love and hurt.

Huo Yan felt that there was sand on Shuxin's head, and Wen Wen said: "There is sand on his head. Go upstairs and wash."

"Okay." Shu Xin got upstairs and entered the vice bedroom. He called Shu Youkang first. Although they knew that it was only a 3.9 magnitude earthquake, they would not be in danger, but they were still not at ease. They heard that they said nothing. Rest assured.

After making a phone call, Shuxin entered the bathroom.

After Shuxin washed his head and came out of the bath, Huo Yanqing didn't know when he came upstairs, and he sat on the sofa, and heard the sound waving to her, "Come over."

Shuxin walked over and saw Huo Yan leaning on the hair dryer in his hand. Does Wu Shu want to blow her hair?

Just thinking about it, I heard Wushu say: "Sit down, your hair is wet and you get a cold easily. I'll blow dry it for you."

Shu Xin was also not hypocritical, and sat down beside Wushu obediently. She likes Wushu to spoil her like this. This feeling is very beautiful.

There was a loud noise of hair dryer in the air, and Wu Shu's slender fingers slipped gently on her scalp, bringing a burst of inductance to her heart, turning into sweet bubbles.

After the hair in the back of the head was blown dry, Huo Yan leaned down and rested his head on his leg, blowing her hair on both sides and the top of the head.

This posture is too ambiguous, and at the same time sweetness radiates in my heart, my heart beats a little faster.

Worried about the earthquake last night, Shu Xin didn't sleep well, and Huo Yan's hair-blowing movement was very light, so comfortable, she was a little sleepy.

Later, he actually fell asleep.

Shuxin was awakened by a ring of cell phone ringtones. When he woke up, he found that he was still sleeping on Huo Yan's legs. He hurriedly and rubbed his sorrowful eyes. "Five Uncle, how long have I slept?"

"about an hour."

So Wushu has kept this position for more than an hour?

Shu Xin scratched her head embarrassedly, "Five Uncle, are your legs numb?"

"It's okay, you answer the phone." Huo Yan tilted her voice slightly and got up to the bathroom.

The legs are not numb, but Shuxin turned over halfway, his face facing his lower abdomen, a warm breath sprayed all over the lower abdomen, which was a kind of torment for him.

I took a quick cold shower, but the heat in my body was still lingering.