"You..." Sui'an was speechless, and her ears slowly turned red.
Seeing her embarrassment, the evil fire in Huo Chu's heart subsided a little. He pinched her chin, with a hint of joking in his voice, "It's not like I've never seen her before, why are you reacting so loudly?"
Sui'an deliberately refused to answer his words, and said with a cold, bright red face, "I have a headache and want to rest."
He suddenly leaned his head over, and Sui An subconsciously moved back.
Huo Yan's eyes darkened, he held her head and leaned towards her--
Sure enough, it's still a little hot.
He looked at her face again. Although it was a shallow cut, her skin was white and tender. The cut was like a crack on precious porcelain.
He raised his hand to touch it, and Sui'an shrank again, but before he got angry, he cried out delicately, "It hurts."
He raised the corners of his lips and pinched her earlobe instead, "How delicate."
But he was no longer embarrassed and put her on the bed.
When I was tucking her in, I found her feet wrapped in gauze.
He not only held her ankle, "How did you do this?"
Sui An asked in surprise: "You don't know?"
She thought that Huo Yan knew everything since she was assassinated in the hospital.
After all, it was because he transferred the guards that she almost died.
But he didn't mention it at all, with a slight mockery in his eyes, "Should I know?"
At that moment, her heart fell to the bottom.
Just like the dangers in the theater and Nanshan, Huo Chu had no interest in knowing what happened to her as long as she lived.
Her silence made him unhappy, and the hand holding her foot suddenly tightened, "You were careless enough. You were so anxious when you ran towards Su Er that you didn't even bother to put on your shoes."
If he's so good at beating people up, why doesn't he just become Zhu Bajie?
Sui An buried her face in the pillow. Closed his mouth.
For a while, the only sound that could be heard in the room was heavy breathing.
The ankles were released, followed by the sound of a door closing.
Look, this makes me angry.
Sui An closed her eyes tiredly.
After a while, the door was gently pushed open. She thought it was a servant coming in, so she didn't open her eyes.
Until her feet under the quilt were held, the cold liquid stimulated her legs to tremble.
She wanted to get up, but she heard the man's deep voice, "If you don't want to become a cripple, don't move."
She saw him applying medicine to himself.
Wasn't he angry and left? What kind of medicine is this?
A disguised apology or appeasement?
Did he think that by giving her such a little dignity, this matter should be revealed like the previous ones?
"I'll take you to see grandpa later. You'll be talked to nonsense."
The doubts in her heart slowly turned into sarcasm. It turned out that she was afraid that the old man would blame him and he needed her to support him.
Huo Chu, Huo Chu, you really have one hundred and eight ways to make me hate you.
She didn't look at him again, didn't say a word, and let him wrap her feet into rice dumplings.
"Don't go to the ground or touch the water for two days."
He looked at her white and slender calves, then turned and went to the bathroom.
Sui'an let out a breath, staying with him now was a torment.
It seems that this marriage is really over.
…
At dinner, the old man came to invite someone.
Sui'an was held down just as he was about to go to the ground to put on his shoes.
She stared at the man who entered the room silently with wide almond eyes, pressed her chest and said, "I'm scared to death. Why don't you make any sound when you walk?"
"I'm afraid it's because you've done something wrong."
Sui An's word "non-congenial" was too much. She hopped on one foot and went to the dressing table to comb her hair.
Suddenly her hair was pulled, and her scalp hurt, and there was something on her head.
She took it off and saw that it was a pearl headband.
These pearls are excellent, each one is worth a lot of money, and this hairband has at least twenty or thirty pearls.
It’s pretty but also heavy.
She put it aside and took a plain white hairpin to tie up her hair.
Huo Yan roughly held her head and put the hairband back on.
"Dress up nicely, don't let grandpa think I'm treating you badly."
Sui'an knew that he was overbearing and would cause trouble if he didn't follow the rules, so he stopped picking it, adjusted it slightly, and combed his long hair smoothly.
Huo Zhu stood behind her, and it was the first time he had the leisure to watch her dressing up.
Her long black hair covers her thin back. Sitting like this, her round waist and buttocks are exactly like a gourd.
The gourd was also a meat gourd. He remembered how thin and soft it was.
Subconsciously tightening his fingers, he found a touch of smoothness on his fingertips, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance at the end of his nose.
He moved and hugged her waist from behind...
