Xia Wanxin lowered her head and glanced.

I wanted to see if Little Sweetie was okay, but my eyes accidentally fell on Little Xingchen.

Coincidentally, he was also looking at her.

The little guy and the little sweetheart are very similar in appearance and outline. Their eyes are slightly narrower and longer. They inherited Bo Qingyun's excellent genes. They have a straight nose bridge and obvious lip peaks, making them extremely handsome.

In the past, when Xia Wanxin saw him, it was always in the hospital bed, where he was lying sickly.

This was the first time that I saw him standing there healthy and healthy, his cheeks were somewhat rosy, and his eyes were serious and moist. When he saw her looking over, he brightened obviously.

Xia Wanxin smiled at him, but it was very light and without any emotion.

There was Bo Qingyun next to her, so she couldn't show any emotions.

When Little Xingchen received her smile, he was startled for a moment, and then he pursed his lips slightly in an almost inaudible arc.

Xia Wanxin had already retracted her gaze and was about to ask Little Sweetheart to come over.

Bo Qingyun suddenly and unexpectedly took her hand.

He looked at the little star and gestured to the little sweetheart with his chin: "Take care of her."

Saying that, he couldn't help but pull Xia Wanxin and leave.

Xia Wan's eyes were filled with anger, and she did not speak because she was worried about the child's presence.

Until Bo Qingyun pulled her to a corner.

She threw away her hand, her clear eyes not concealing the offended anger: "Mr. Bo, what do you want to do again?"

Bo Qingyun stared at her from top to bottom. The distance between the two was not far, and you could clearly see the deep meaning in his eyes: "Xia Wanxin, your medical skills are good."

It was not a question, but a statement, and the voice was particularly deep.

Xia Wan felt a sudden thought in her heart, and by rubbing her wrist, she naturally looked away from him.

She lowered her head slightly, and in her peripheral vision was his thin, angular lips, which looked as indifferent as his person.

The ups and downs in his heart unexpectedly calmed down little by little. Xia Wanxin smiled calmly: "Thank you for the compliment."

Bo Qingyun kept looking at her face, and saw that her expression suddenly faded. She was clearly right in front of him, but she seemed to be far away from him.

He frowned, then quickly let go, lowered his head and took her wrist again, gently rubbed the scar, and said meaningfully: "Not only are you good at medical skills, but you also know Aunt Xiao surprisingly well."

The fingertips are very warm and feel a little itchy when rubbed.

Xia Wan's heart and hands clenched uncontrollably, and she looked up, with a nonchalant smile on her lips: "Oh? I don't understand what Mr. Bo said."

"Pretending to be stupid?" Bo Qingyun's throat rolled, and his voice seemed to come from the depths of the water. It was particularly deep: "Xia Wanxin, you just returned to China, and this is the first time you met Aunt Xiao, right? But you specifically asked to use iodophor

Replace alcohol——"

"How many people in the entire mall know about her alcohol allergy?" After a pause, he laughed, but the smile did not reach his eyes at all: "Next, are you going to tell me that this is just a coincidence?"

Xia Wanxin felt his sharp gaze that seemed to be able to peer into his heart.

Inside, she guessed that Bo Qingyun must have noticed.

Sure enough, in such a hurry, he could still notice the flaw in her words. How deep is this person's mind?

Fortunately, she was prepared.

He took a breath, looked over with smiling eyes, raised his slender eyebrows, and said with a particularly calm expression: "You are right, it is indeed not a coincidence. Brother Feng told me before going there that his mother is allergic to alcohol.

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Chapter completed!