Lord Huo picked up a real princess

Chapter 40 Huo Chaoyan

"Any injuries here?"

Wanwan gently caressed a dark red scar with her fingertips.

The scar was next to the first phalanx of Huo Yin's right little finger, and it was only the size of the cross-section of the phalanx. If you touched it carefully, you could still feel a little bump.

Ever since Huo Yin became sensible, he has always rejected the closeness of others and has a taciturn personality. No one mentioned the origin of that scar to him, so he never asked, only knowing that it seemed to be a taboo.

No one dared to touch it.

Now the little girl didn't know how to live or die, not only touched it, but also held his hand curiously, looked left and right, touched and touched the scar.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Wanwan tapped lightly, and his little finger curled up uncontrollably.

"Is it painful?"

Huo Yin closed his eyes and fell asleep, shaking his head slightly.

Wan Wan didn't believe it.

"Nonsense, it must be very painful. Do you cry in pain?"

Huo Yin didn't bother to pay attention to her, he felt that the little girl was a bit noisy asking about things, opened his eyes and wanted to put her to sleep, but saw her curled up in the quilt.

Bringing his mouth close to his hand, he blew lightly on the scar that he hadn't felt for a long time.

Huo Yin didn't speak, Wanwan met his plain gaze, and said with a smile, "Wanwan give you a breath, and you won't be in pain."

As he spoke, he blew hard twice, until his face turned red.

silly girl.

A very light laugh came out of Huo Yin's throat, with a deep and hoarse tone, and a joy that even he himself had not seen for a long time.

The little girl was not at all sleepy, with a radiant expression on her face, he reached out his hand out of nowhere, touched her head hanging on the edge of the bed, and gently pushed her back.

He patted her forehead lightly with his fingertips.

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, without words, Wanwan could guess what Huo Yin meant.

He was urging her to sleep.

She obediently lay down on her pillow, but she still held his hand with her hands, her soft fingertips covering the dark red scar.

After a while, the breathing on the bed became even.

Huo Yin opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the hands they held, and there seemed to be a bit of unspeakable emotion in his steady eyes.

Does it hurt?

Can not remember.

.........

"I can not sleep."

The candlelight was full, and the man's handsome face was filled with resentment, and there was a hatred that should not have appeared in this pure temple between his brows.

It was Huo Chaoyan.

Others thought that he looked a bit like Huo Yin, which made Dou Peishan recognize the wrong person, and recognized him as her godson like a bewilderment, not only brought him back to Huo's house, but also tried her best to arrange him in Huo Group.

Actually not.

He has long brows and narrow eyes, without the shock of Huo Yin's pair of star eyes, thin and thin cheeks, without Huo Yin's perfect lines like a knife.

He doesn't actually look like Huo Yin, he looks like another person.

Huo Yin's mother, Dou Peishan.

Those eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same.

The woman sitting opposite him slowly raised her eyes, with disapproval and distress in her eyes.

"Ozaki, you think too much, he is no longer here, you have verified it yourself, haven't you?"

After she finished speaking, she seemed to remember something, and immediately changed her words: "I called you wrong, I should call you Chaoyan, look at my mother's memory."

Huo Chaoyan twitched the corner of his mouth sarcastically: "Aren't Luo Qi and Huo Chaoyan the same?"

It's just a name.

Dou Peishan shook her head and lowered her voice.

"Of course not."

In the silent temple, Dou Peishan lowered her voice and emphasized again.

"Remember, you are Huo Chaoyan now."

(End of this chapter)