Chapter 215

Huo Yan tilts his handsome eyebrows and frowns slightly. "So you are to repay my human feelings?"

I am glad to hear the displeasure in Huoyan's words. I remember that Huoyan said that they were friends. It seems that friends should not be so clear?

"No." "Comfortable to know the denial of current affairs," the main or not at ease Wushu

Huo Yan tilts his mouth and looks like a tick. "You have a little conscience."

All the way, Huo Yan didn't talk. He had been forced to go to see Shuxin. Knowing that she was ok, his whole nerves relaxed and people fell into a state of stupor.

It's one o'clock in the morning to return to the hotel where Huo Yanqing stayed.

Huoyan went back to sleep, relieved to take off the heavy smoky make-up on his face, then quickly took a bath to change his clothes, and then came to the bedside to give Huoyan a head massage.

After about half an hour's pressing, he stopped at ease and took a basin of cold water in the bathroom, soaked the towel, slightly wring it dry, folded it neatly and covered his hot forehead.

One is hot and the other is cold.

So many times.

After a while, Shuxin will wipe the palm of Huoyan's hand with a wet towel.

His fingers are long and bony, and there are thick and thin cocoons in the palm and tiger mouth, which should be caused by exercise or holding a gun.

It was such a pair of hands that when she was held by him, she felt extremely relieved.

In her spare time, she was relieved to watch Huoyan fall into a trance. Only when he fell asleep did she dare to look at him like this.

The face is carved with clear facial features, dark eyebrows, long and curly lashes, a pair of calm eyes slightly closed, the bridge of nose is high and solid, and the thin lips are cool and thin.

He fell asleep, with less coldness and more softness.

Even if you just look at him like this, your heart will lose its original frequency.

Maybe this is the heart.

Long night, I don't know when I fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

Suddenly, there was a pain in his hand. He opened his eyes and saw that his hand was tightly held by Huo Yan.

The eyes of the man are closed, the back of the hand is highlighted with blue tendons due to too much force, the thin lips are tight, the jaw line is tight, and the brow is covered with intense pain.

"Every night in my sleep, there are deafening explosions and bloody explosions."

The words that Huo Yanqing once said suddenly leap into the comfortable mind, the heart and mouth seem to be pulled by people suddenly, and there is a dull pain.

He is now experiencing the cruel scene of his relatives leaving him in front of his eyes?

Therefore, he is always calm as a mountain, which makes him so miserable.

The more tightly he held his hand, the more pain came from him. It seemed that his hand would be crushed by him, but he did not move his heart, because the pain of his heart was more intense than that of his hand.

He got up and sat down beside the bed. The hand that he didn't hold slowly stretched out to his face. His thin fingers curled up in the air and shook. When they were released, they fell on his frown.

Gently, touch gently, and say softly: "Wushu, your relatives are protecting you at a critical moment. I hope you have a good life, not torment yourself like this. Everything is over. You should try to put it down slowly."

I don't know if it's the words of comfort that have played a role. The strength of Huoyan's leaning grip on her hand is gradually reduced, and the frown together is slowly flattened.

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