Master Chu pulled his lips, and his voice was cold: "you're welcome!"

Be careful of the liver turning and the repetition of "you're welcome."

Half an hour later, Chu Wenhuo came to the main house.

Young master Chu went downstairs with his liver in his arms. Yan Yi rushed to the front. Seeing Chu Wenhuo, he hugged him.

He buried his head on his shoulder and rubbed: "little bun, you are back."

"Auntie..." Chu Wenhuo's voice was weak.

Yan Yiren heard it, immediately released him, took his shoulder, looked up and down: "what's wrong with you, little bun? What's wrong? "

He is not feeling well.

I feel sick all over.

Just, he didn't want to say.

It will worry my aunt.

Chu Wen Huo smiled weakly and shook his head at Yan Yi: "Auntie, I'm ok."

"Really?" Yanyi people still don't believe it. Little baozi looks like he has something to do!

Without waiting for Chu Wenhuo to answer, she grabbed her head and called Master Chu hurriedly: "Chu Huaijin, please call the doctor. The buns are not feeling well! "

"Auntie, vinho is really fine." Chu Wenhuo holds her arm tightly.

I don't want the doctor to come here, let alone examine his body.

Because he didn't want chu Yixiu's fall to be exposed.

Up to now, he is still subconsciously maintaining Chu Yixiu.

Since he was a child, he had no mother. He just wanted to win his father's favor. Even though his father never gave him a good face, it did not affect his dependence on his father.

"My brother doesn't look very good," he whispered to Master Chu

"Well."

"Let the doctor give his brother an injection?"

Young master Chu touched the small hearted head, and his eyes met Chu Wenhuo's timid eyes: "Wenhuo, do you want to see a doctor?"

"Uncle, vinho doesn't want to."

"Well, since you insist, don't force you." Chu also cultivates the disposition, Chu young master still has some understanding.

It's true that the bamboo shoots well.

Chu also repaired that kind of brute, also can give birth to Chu Wenhuo so honest and dutiful son, it's really a virtue in the last life.

He was not angry with Chu Wenhuo because of Chu Yixiu. The child was innocent after all.

"If I'm tired, I'll go back to my bedroom to have a rest first, understand?"

Chu Wenhuo's eyes showed the light of gratitude. He lowered his head and said, "thank you, uncle."

"Xiaobaozi, are you really OK? Is the body really OK? " Yan baozi pours a heart on Chu Wenhuo.

When I saw his pale face, I felt very sad.

As if someone were tearing at her heart, it was stinging.

"It's all here. What's going on?" Qi Fenghe was supported by a servant and walked slowly down the stairs.

Xiaoxingan's response was sensitive. When he turned around, crisscross called: "grandma."

"Darling." Qi Fenghe walked down with a smile, "is Wenhuo here? Come, come to granny. "

Yan Yiren releases Chu Wenhuo, and Chu Wenhuo goes to Qi Fenghe.

Qi Fenghe's smile converged. She looked at Chu Wenhuo from left to right. The more she saw something wrong, she picked up Chu Wenhuo's hand and frowned: "why is it so cold? Wenho, are you cold? "

It's Midsummer, and the air temperature in the room is just right, but Chu Wenhuo's hand is surprisingly cold.

Chu Wen Huo sips his lips and shakes his head, like a pupil who did something wrong and lowers his head.