When Huo Yao woke up again, it was already the afternoon, and the temperature on his side had cooled down.

Obviously someone who shouted to sleep with him got up early.

She pressed her swollen head and soon sat up. There was a set of light women's clothes on the chair next to her, and a pair of slippers beside the bed.

Huo Yao paused, then opened the quilt, put on his slippers, reached for the clothes on the chair and went to the bathroom.

After washing, I feel much refreshed.

A white face looks a little more ruddy because of taking a bath. It doesn't look as pale as before.

Huo Yao put on his last coat and walked out of the bathroom.

As soon as I went out, I saw Min Yu standing in front of the French window, holding a mobile phone in his hand, probably typing. The whole person looked casual and showed a quiet temperament.

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, and the action of wiping his hair slowed down.

Tut, beautiful things are always full of a sense of picture.

Aware of Huo Yao's line of sight, Min Yu raised his head and didn't look at his mobile phone any more. Instead, he walked towards her, "do you still feel uncomfortable in your body?"

Huo Yao glanced at him. Although this was his second inquiry, she rarely replied with patience: "no, very good."

Min Yu's eyes swept her ruddy face, but he was really relieved, "that's good."

After that, he sat down in front of the dressing table, found out the hair dryer, and blew her hair naturally.

Huo Yao pulled up his chin with both hands and looked at the man who focused on blowing his hair in the mirror. He suddenly felt a lot of emotion, "do you think it would be worth the hatred if those celebrities in the capital saw this scene..."

Min Yu's fingers slowly passed through the girl's curly hair. Before she finished, he directly interrupted, "No."

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows.

"They will only envy you." Min Yu paused and added, "besides me, there is no other person to see."

"You are so narcissistic." Huo Yao glanced at him.

Min Yu smiled. His hair had been dried. He put down the hair dryer, picked up the comb next to him, and combed Huo Yao's hair in no hurry or slow. "By the way, old Wang has also come."

Huo Yao was not difficult to guess why Wang Lao came, so he didn't let the man behind him comb his hair, "I'll see Wang Lao."

She hasn't seen Wang Lao for a long time, and she doesn't know how his body is now.

Min Yu had to put down his comb regretfully, "he's downstairs."

Huo nodded and got up.

Soon, they went downstairs together.

Downstairs, old Wang was talking with the wilting shangguanyun. When he saw Huo Yao coming down the stairs, he immediately stopped the topic and stood up, "Xiao Huo, you're awake."

Shangguanyun's eyebrows and eyes also lit up and shouted, "sister."

After shouting, he couldn't help staring at Min Yu.

The old man really went too far and took his sister away while he accidentally fell asleep.

Huo Yao approached, glanced at Shangguan Yun, and then politely nodded to old Wang, "please make such a trip."

Wang Lao smiled and waved, "anyway, I'm retired now. I'm usually free at home. It's Xiao Huo. How do you feel now?"

Huo Yao helped old Wang to sit down again. Then he said, "I'm fine. Thank you for your trouble."

"It's all right." Wang Lao also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "your brother is good at medicine. You know what to do at a glance."

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