me out and see him"Huo Mingzheng had a strong qi and blood, like a walking furnace. While Fu Yan was the type who felt cold hands and feet even before winter arrived.Even after they slept together, th...When Fu Yanxing woke up, a nurse was helping her clean the wound on her forehead. The wound wasn't big, but it hurt when the iodine rubbed over it, causing her to open her eyes.

"You're awake" The nurse looked at him with surprise.

Fu Yan was still trying to make sense of the situation, her brow furrowed. She took a sharp breath and instinctively reached for her forehead.

"Hey, don't touch." The nurse hurriedly stopped her hand.him somewhere before.The front hall was brightly lit. Old Master Huo glanced at her forehead, and before Fu Yan could cover it with her hair, it was too late.He picked up his teacup, brushed away the...