Wen Yan's eyebrows and eyes were thick, her face was slightly cold, and she seemed to be still angry, and flicked her forehead again: "Get up, go home." ”

Shen Xihuan pulled the suitcase and followed him, but he suddenly stopped, and she braked suddenly.

"Are you going to get wet into my car? Come here. ”

She looked up at the sky, it was really just a drizzle, and the car was across the road. But she obediently walked to his right.

When she's down, it's probably one of her best times. Because there is no mood, the combat effectiveness is negative.

The driver greeted her and took her suitcase.

Sitting in the car, she asked, "Why are you here to pick me up?" And, why stop here when you go home? In the opposite direction. ”

A towel was placed over her head.

"Come here," Wen Yan wiped her slightly damp hair, "Grandpa asked me to pick you up." Didn't you say you hadn't eaten dinner yet? Eat first, then go home. ”

"I don't want to eat it. Wen Yan, let's go home. Her voice was muffled.

Wen Yan froze, nodded at the driver, and then rubbed her shoulders and ...... Hand.

His eyebrows furrowed, and his voice unconsciously rose two points, "What's going on!" How can it be ironed like this! ”

"Oh, I accidentally got it myself. It doesn't matter. As she spoke, she tilted her head, leaned over the other end, and closed her eyes.

And Wen Yan was still holding her right hand, her eyes staring straight at the burn on the back of her hand, motionless.

The car drove forward quietly, turned left at the intersection ahead, turned around, and ran in the direction of Bailu Huating......

Shen Si sat happily on the carpet, Xiao Wang was rarely lying in her arms obediently, and Meow Meow's nose kept sniffing a jar of ointment on the ground, as if she was making a difficult choice between eating or not eating.

Wen Yan pushed it away with her arm, and then pulled out a lump with a wooden stick, and gently applied it to the affected area on the back of her hand.

The ointment has a fresh scent of herbs, cool, and prickly.

Wen Yan had a straight face, with an attitude of "If it weren't for the fear that grandpa would worry about me, I wouldn't bother to care about you, you troublesome ghost". The white gauze was loosely wrapped around several times, then taped on, and finally put on a plastic glove for her.

Uh, what's this for?

"Be careful when you wash up, and don't splash water into your gloves." After speaking, he didn't seem to have much confidence in her, and wrapped gauze around the mouth of the glove twice, tying a dead knot.

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She's not a child......

After packing up the medicine box, he stood up coldly, went out coldly, and closed the door coldly.

Okay, okay, it's coolest to know that you're the president of the whole planet, okay!

She walked into the bathroom and was stunned as her eyes swept over the sink.

I saw that her cartoon toothcup was filled with water, and the pink electric toothbrush had been squeezed with toothpaste, which was neat and standard.

She came out after a hasty wash, Wen Yan was leaning on the bed looking at the iPad, with wireless headphones plugged in her ears, probably watching a video. Obviously, she was still smiling a second ago, but as soon as she came out, she immediately changed her poker face in seconds, silently took off the headphones, and turned off the phone.

She didn't bother to pay attention to him because she smelled a scent, the scent of bone broth. With her dog's nose that doesn't lose meow, she quickly found the bone broth noodles on the coffee table.

The soup is milky white, salty and light, the noodles are soft and smooth without losing their tendons, and a few shallots are green and lovely. Aunt Wang is getting better and better at cooking noodles, and it's much better than before!

"Today, not an example." He lay down and turned his back to her.