Huo Yanqing came out of the bathroom, hurriedly got out of bed and led him into the bed together, took his arm and leaned on his shoulder, "You don’t have to worry, take care of your body, we’ll come to Japan to grow up, don’t worry at this time For a moment, in my heart, your body is more important than anything."

Huo Yanqing backhanded Shu Xincun into her arms, lowered her head, and her eyes fell on her red lips with broken skin and swollen eyes. Looking down again, she could vaguely see the white soft red finger marks on her chest.

He hurt her, but she in turn comforted him.

Huo Yanqin felt that he was a jerk, but he was very depressed when he remembered Shuxin's special alignment with Donglin.

Huo Yan kissed Shuxin's hair top, "Heart, I..."

Shu Xin waited for a while to see Huo Yanpeng not talking down again, looked up at him, "What do you want to say?"

"...Nothing, go to sleep." Huo Yan leaned down comfortably.

Shuxin hugged Huo Yan's tight waist, raised his small head in his arms, and asked him with a smile, "You kissed me like this on the first day of the new year. Did you love me and love it?"

"Huh." Huo Yanqing answered without hesitation, making the smile on Shu Xin's face brighter.

...

Next day

At the dining table, Shu Xin saw that Tang Qingya left a large piece of skin on the back of his left hand, and the bright red tender meat came out. It seemed to be burned. "What's wrong with Qingya's hand?"

Tang Qingya pulled the corner of her lips awkwardly, "It's fine."

Yao Huiqin was old and didn't pay much attention. After listening to Shu Xin's eyes, he raised his eyes and looked at the next jump. "Qing Ya, why did your hand hurt like this?"

Tang Qingya gave Huo Yan a quiet look, and the man drank the porridge gracefully in a human-like manner. A trace of sadness crossed his heart. Does he really care about her at all?He sipped the corner of his lips and looked at Yao Huiqin, "Mom, I accidentally burned when I poured water last night, it's fine."

"It's not a problem to go to such a big piece of leather? No, no, you have to deal with it." Yao Huiqin looked at Huo Yanqin in his speech. "Primary five, you call Dr. Ji and let him come to Qingya Deal with it."

"Huh." Huo Yan tilted down the spoon and bowl, took out his phone and called Ji Chifeng, and continued to eat breakfast after finishing the call.

Yao Huiqin chatted while eating, "Qingya, why don't you say you're injured? What if you don't deal with scars in the future?"

Tang Qingya grinned gracefully, "I don't want to worry you on the first day of New Year today, and I handled it myself last night. It should be fine."

Huo Jibai heard this and looked at Yao Huiqin coldly. He wanted to hear what she would answer.

Yao Huiqin felt Huo Jibai's sight, and his face went white for a moment when he thought of the past.

Huo Jibai’s mother, Jian Xi, spent the first year at Huo’s house. On the New Year’s Day, Jian Xi went to the garden to care for flowers and plants and accidentally stomped her feet. Huo Jibai’s father, Huo Yanlin, was distressed. He refused to go and said he went to the hospital on New Year's Day.

Huo Yanlin called her family doctor. At that time, the family doctor was not Ji Chifeng.

The doctor came to the gate of the villa, and Yao Huiqin refused to let in. Huo Yanlin had a quarrel with Yao Huiqin in disregard of Jianxi's obstruction.

In the end, the doctor came in, so Yao Huiqin hated Jian Xi even more, saying that she was a god of plague. He brought the doctor back home on New Year's Day. Anyone who was sick in the future would be Jian Xi's fault.

He also said that it was her, Huo Yanlin would become despised.