Fu Yichen subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Baoxuan's hand, and grabbed it a little hard.

Song Baoxuan frowned and said.

"You're using too much energy, let go."

Fu Yichen reacted that this was Song Baoxuan's hand, and immediately let go, he wanted to get up to see what Song Baoxuan's hand was grabbed by himself.

Song Baoxuan pressed his shoulder and said.

"Don't move, just lie down."

"Song Baoxuan, how are your hands? Show me. ”

"It's okay, I'll give you a massage, it will be more comfortable."

Fu Yichen asked anxiously.

"Is it really okay? Sorry, I scratched you. ”

"It's okay, I'm fine! Brother, are you the one who has something to do? ”

Song Rongchang looked at the interaction between Song Baoxuan and Fu Yichen, and felt very heartbroken.

Li Dahua came out of the kitchen, walked over and looked at Song Baoxuan's hands, and found that they were all red, and she said distressedly.

"It's all red, Xiaobao, do you hurt? Fu Yichen, why are you so heavy? ”

Fu Yichen struggled to remember, Song Baoxuan shot at his head, and said fiercely.

"Don't move, you're affecting my play. Settle a little, or your skull will be broken. ”

"Hit you, hit it!"

"Don't fight for the time being, don't move, I'll press it for you."

Song Baoxuan gave Fu Yichen a massage and said to Li Dahua.

"Mother, my hands are fine, you go to stir-fry first, and I'll go in and help you later."

Li Dahua looked at Song Baoxuan helping Fu Yichen massage her head, a little unhappy, how could her daughter massage others!

But thinking that Fu Yichen had helped them a lot, and now Fu Yichen was really uncomfortable, she didn't say anything.

Li Dahua thinks that she is still a very reasonable person, she said to Song Baoxuan.

"I don't need your help, I'll do it myself."

Song Rongchang stared at Song Baoxuan's hand that helped Fu Yichen massage, and his eyes were about to condense into a solid line, about to shoot Fu Yichen's head through.

He was very unhappy in his heart, but Fu Yichen was really uncomfortable, if he said anything more, it would seem to be too much.

Song Rongchang glared at Fu Yichen in line with the principle that out of sight is pure, and then said to Li Dahua.

"I'll help you in the kitchen."

"Okay."

Before Song Rongchang entered the kitchen, he said to Song Baoxuan.

"Girl, just press some for you, let him rest well, don't disturb him."

"yes, I see."

Song Rongchang entered the kitchen at this time, and Song Baoxuan saw Wu Qingjie standing and didn't know what to do.

"Uncle, go and watch your aunt!"

"Baoxuan, do you want to help?"

"No, uncle, don't worry."

"Eh, okay."

Fu Yichen was pressed by Song Baoxuan and relaxed a lot, Song Baoxuan's hands seemed to be carrying magic, and his head, which was still a little sore after taking the medicine, was soothed.

He said to Song Baoxuan.

"It's okay, you don't have to press it."

"I'll press it again for you."

Fu Yichen grabbed Song Baoxuan's hand, then sat up neatly, he looked at Song Baoxuan's still a little red hand and said.

"I'm sorry, I was pushing too hard."

Song Baoxuan wanted to pull out her hand, but she didn't twitch.

"I'm fine."

Fu Yichen said seriously.

"I'll buy you some medicine."

"Don't don't, it's almost time to eat, and my hand is really fine, you see it's a little red now, but it'll be fine in a while."

Fu Yichen was very remorseful, why did he hold Song Baoxuan so hard just now!

Song Baoxuan saw his remorseful expression, hesitated, raised his hand up a little and said.

"Why don't you blow it for me?"

Fu Yichen was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.

"You're so cute."

As a mature and steady person, how can you be said to be cute!

“… Cute you ghost, let go of my hand. ”

Fu Yichen lowered his head, blew lightly on Song Baoxuan's wrist, and then rubbed it.

Song Baoxuan felt that her hands were numb, Fu Yichen raised her head and asked her with a smile in her eyebrows.

"Are you better?"

Song Baoxuan pulled out her hand back and said calmly.

"Alright."

She felt her heart beat a little faster, could this be what it felt like to be beating? Iniquity, Amitabha.

No, no, no, I definitely didn't think anything wrong about Fu Yichen, just forget about the old cow eating tender grass.

People deserve well, and they don't want to be a cow yet.