Huo's squeamish bag has skipped class again

Chapter 7 Did you guess the riddle?

Huo Jingzhen's eyes flickered, he stood up, and slowly turned around, with his back to Tang Xixi.

While glancing at Huo Jingzhen to prevent him from peeking, Tang Xixi took off her right boot, quickly took off the blood-stained sock, and kicked it under the sofa.

He should... didn't see it.

After calming down my heartbeat, I clenched my fist with my left hand, "Ahem, it's done."

Hearing the sound, Huo Jingzhen turned around.

Tang Xixi's eyes flicked wildly.

The injury on the leg had indeed just opened, and it hasn't stopped yet, and a drop of blood still flowed to the ground.

Not talking nonsense, I opened the medicine box, took out the disinfection tools, just glued hydrogen peroxide on it, and put it close to the wound.

Tang Xixi stepped back again, and Huo Jingzhen raised his head, silently puzzled.

"No...it's okay, you, take it easy, it hurts."

"Did you not treat the wound yesterday?"

Tang Xixi took a deep breath and stretched her feet over.

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up!"

Out of resistance to the pain, he didn't have time to think about how Huo Jingzhen knew the injury was yesterday.

In order not to let Huo Jingzhen underestimate her, Tang Xixi didn't make a sound during the whole process of treating the wound.

Fortunately, neither the injury on the foot nor the injury on the hand was very serious. Tang Xixi almost suffocated herself to death.

As soon as she looked down, Tang Xixi could see the round back of his head and perfect profile, his beautiful eyes were drooping, and his hands were bandaging her legs.

Looking at the bandaged right hand, he lowered his head, his eyes were a little complicated, and he pursed his lips.

"What can you do to me if I don't listen to you?"

Huo Jingzhen glanced at her and didn't answer.

After bandaging, tidy up the medicine box, open the drawer and put it away.

Then he looked at Tang Xixi's dressing table, where a lot of cosmetics were sparsely placed.

A small silver safe is prominently placed - an indication of the absolute confidence of the owner.

"Did, drop, drop—"

Huo Jingzhen fiddled with it a few times, then took a step back, allowing Tang Xixi to see the opened safe.

Empty!

There was a hint of panic in Tang Xixi's eyes, and she rushed forward, "Where is my mother's belongings!?"

"This is my answer. If you are disobedient, I really can't do anything to you. It's my mother's relic, and you may never see it."

Tang Xixi frowned slightly, her fingers turning white as she pinched the safe, "You...you guessed that riddle?"

The tone was full of surprise, and there was a hint of imperceptible excitement.

"It's just a fluke. Cardamom age refers to the age of 13 for ancient women, so the first two passwords are 13; and it will not change until death..."

Huo Jingzhen looked at Tang Xixi, his eyes were still very clear, "The flower language of 44 roses is unswerving until death, so the other two numbers are 44, and the password is 1344, right?"

Tang Xixi smiled perfunctorily, "You opened it and asked me if I was right. Where did you take it?"

"Your father took it away, I don't know." Huo Jingzhen spread his hands innocently.

No wonder the old man is confident!

He kept it intentionally, and it was not so easy for him to find it, so he had to live peacefully for these three months.

After staring at the empty safe for a while, Tang Xixi slowly closed it, put it back in place, and looked at Huo Jingzhen again.

"Master Huo is so busy, and I'm also relatively stupid. I'm afraid I can't be my private teacher for the rest of my life, right? Tell me, what's the deadline?"

　Hmm~ It's so simple!
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