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Huo Yanqing's eyebrows frowned slightly, "So are you trying to pay me back?"

Shu Xin heard the displeasure in Huo Yanqin's words, remembering that Huo Yanqin had said that they were friends, it seems that they should not be so clear between friends?

"No." Shu Xinshi's denial of current affairs, "mainly still not assured Wushu."

Huo Yan tilted his mouth in a lurch, "It's still a bit of conscience."

Along the way, Huo Yanqing didn't say anything. He used to insist on consciousness to see Shu Xin. Knowing that she was all right, he loosened his nerves and entered a state of groggyness.

It was already one o'clock in the morning at the hotel where Huo Yanqing stayed.

Huo Yan leaned back and fell asleep. Shuxin first removed the thick smoky makeup on his face, then quickly took a bath to change his clothes, and then came to the bed to give Huo Yanpeng a head massage .

After about half an hour, Shuxin stopped and entered the bathroom with a basin of cold water, soaked the towel, wringed it slightly, and folded it neatly on his hot forehead.

One is hot, and the other is cold.

So repeatedly.

After a period of time, Shu Xin will use a wet towel to pour Huo Yan's palm once.

His fingers are slender, the joints are distinct, and there are thin cocoons in the palm and tiger's mouth, which should be caused by exercise or holding a gun.

It was such a pair of hands that she felt very at ease when held by him.

In her free time, Shu Xin quietly watched Huo Yan leaning out of her mind. Only when he was asleep, she dared to do such a bold look.

The face is as sculpted as the facial features, the eyebrows are long and dark, and the long and curled eyelashes are slightly closed with a pair of calm eyes, the nose bridge is tall and three-dimensional, and the thin lips are faint and cool.

He fell asleep, less of the usual coldness, and a touch of softness.

Even if Shu Xin just looked at him like this, his heartbeat would lose its original frequency.

Probably this is the heart.

The night was long, and Shu Xin didn't know when he fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

Suddenly came a pain in his hand, and opened his eyes in pain, seeing his hand held tightly by Huo Yan.

The man's eyes were closed, the back of his hand was highlighted with too much blue muscles, his thin lips were tight, his jaw line was tight, and the eyebrows were shrouded in pain.

‘In my sleep every night there are deafening explosions and **** explosions. ’

What Huo Yanqing once said suddenly jumped into Shuxin's mind, and his heart seemed to be suddenly pulled hard by someone, and there was a dull pain.

He is now experiencing in his sleep, the cruel scene of his family leaving him before his eyes, right?

Therefore, he has always been so calm as a mountain.

The more he gripped the hand, the more pain he felt. The hand seemed to be crushed by him, but the heart didn't move, because the pain in the heart was so much worse than the pain in the hand.

Shu Xin got up and sat down beside the bed. The hand that was not held by him slowly reached his face. Slender fingers curled up in the air. After releasing, his fingers fell on his tight eyebrows.

Gentle, gently stroked, said softly in the mouth: "Five Uncle, your loved ones are protecting you at a critical moment, I hope you have a good life, not torture yourself like this, everything is over, you should try Slow down."

I don't know if Shu Xin's words worked, Huo Yan's strength in holding her hand gradually decreased, and the frowns that were clinging together slowly lay flat.