"Which scene?" An Xiaowan's voice was hoarse and her face was full of doubt. the scene of you hugging me when I'm sick? "
huo shen was silent for two seconds.
"No," she said.
he spat out a word, but he did not know how to finish the rest of his sentence.
An Xiaowan looked at him and frowned. what's that? "
"Don't think about this for now. You should rest for a while." the man said in a deep voice.
however, an xiaowan's gaze suddenly fell on his hand that was holding her. At this moment, that hand was holding her while holding the dim flashlight. The light shone between his well-defined fingers, revealing the fine and dense wounds.
her eyes narrowed. " the kasaya in your hand. "
huo shen didn't even look at it and just said,"i was not careful on the road."
Hearing this, an Xiaowan pursed her lips and did not speak again.
