Reborn Top Student and Sweet Little Wife

Shuxin raised his eyes and glanced at the man who was not far away, his heart beat quickly. They hadn't reached that point yet, shaking their heads biting their lips.

"This is not possible. This is not a trivial matter. You can't make a unilateral decision, go back and have a good discussion with the feast, husband and wife should discuss the big and small things, you know?" Shu Peihan softly advised.

"Huh." Shu Xin agreed with a blush.

Several people spoke for a while, too late, Shu Youkang urged them to go home.

Back home, Huo Yanqing took Shu Xin directly into Yan Jin's room, "Xiao Yan, Xin'er's back was injured, you help her see."

Yan Jin is still awake, wearing a white vest and slim camouflage pants, standing by the window without knowing what to think, the vest is close to the body, the shoulders are rounded and tight, full of power, and the upper body lines are perfectly revealed. The back and the slender waist.

Yan Jin heard the voice turn around, "How could it be hurt?"

Huo Yanqing briefly explained, "Someone wants to kidnap Xin'er, Xin'er has started with them."

Yan Jin's cold eyebrows frowned slightly, without asking, and said to Shu Xin while walking towards the bed: "Come, let me see."

Shuxin obediently came to the bed and sat down.

Yan Jin opened the zipper of Shuxin's dress and saw a bruise on her waist. Because of her fair skin, the bruise was particularly noticeable. "The bruise on the back, the skin trauma, not hurt the lungs, it will hurt for a while. It’s fine if the bruises are gone. Do you have safflower oil here? I’ll give her a quicker massage."

"Yes, wait a minute." Huo Yan tilted to go out.

Shu Xin heard the words Tuina scared her face pale, and hurriedly shouted Huo Yanqin, "Fan Qing, don't need to take it anymore. I have a little injury, just a few days."

"Good boy, take a massage, it's better." Huo Yanqing said in a warm voice without giving Shuxin a chance to speak, striding out of the room.

After a while, Huo Yanqing came in with a bottle of safflower oil and handed it to Yan Jin, "Trouble you."

Yan Jin took the safflower oil and said to Shu Xin: "Lying."

Shu Xin was most afraid of pain and whispered with a bitter face: "Master, I won't trouble you anymore, it's really okay."

Yan Jin's indifferent eyebrows twisted slightly, "Lying."

Shu Xin looked pitifully at Huo Yan, and wanted to ask Huo Yan for help, but because of Yan Jin's sternness, he didn't dare to speak, but Huo Yan tilted his eyes and couldn't see it, and her expression was useless.

Shuxin slowly lay on the bed, "Master, you lightly."

Yan Jin, "Practice Kung Fu is not afraid of suffering, what is this pain?"

Shuxin, "..." She can endure hardship, but she is afraid of pain.

Yan Jin poured safflower oil on his palm and pressed it on the comfortable and bruised area and started to gently rub it.

Shu Xin's face was so pale with pain, she didn't dare to squeak by biting her lip. She was afraid that Yan Jin would laugh at her.

But it won't hurt so much after rubbing for a long time.

Yan Jin didn't stop until she rubbed Shuxin's back red and hot. "Okay."

Shu Xin was relieved, "Thank you Master."

After returning to the master bedroom, Shuxin closed his door and began to complain, "You don't feel distressed at all, knowing that I am most afraid of pain, and asked Master to rub it for me and almost killed me for half my life."

Huo Yan tilted his mouth and dizzy with a spoiled smile. He knew that if he rubbed Shu Xin, Shu Xin would definitely shout pain in front of him. When she shouted, he would not let go of his hand. "It would be very slow to not rub."

"It's slow, it's slow, I'm not in a hurry."

"I'm in a hurry."

"I'm not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry?"