Xu Qinghuan Fu Huai

She didn't want to leave Fu Yan with the image of being incompetent, even in such small details.,Xu Qinghuan hurriedly shook her head, trying to pull her burned hand back, "It's okay! It's just a small burn.",After Fu Yan finished her meal, she gracefully wiped her thin lips. She was still frowning, thinking about it, and there was still half a bowl of porridge left.。