My Previous Fraternal Twins

The cool cold water "clattered" poured on the back of Tang Wanxin's hand and took away the hot feeling in an instant.

Tang Wanxin looked at the hand held by Mo Shichen, slightly pulled it a few times and said, "I'm fine. I just burned a small piece. Go back first."

"Don't move." Mo Shichen suddenly drank and looked gloomy.

He raised his other hand, put it on Tang Wanxin's shoulder and moved her to his side.

She took two steps to the left. When she looked up, she just saw herself walking into his arms. Her back was close to his chest. They looked like a close couple.

At this moment, Tang Wanxin's heart was more upset.

She subconsciously took a step back, and suddenly stepped on a foreign body in her heel. The whole heel increased by a few centimeters. She glanced down and stepped on the man's leather shoes. She hurriedly retracted her feet and took a step forward.

And her subtle movements were completely seen by men.

Mo Shichen was even more annoyed.

She has been absent-minded since she came to the table, and now she is... Mingming's hand has been scalded, but she is still absent-minded.

What is this woman thinking?

"Tang Qin, what were you thinking just now?" although the two people pasted very close, Mo Shichen kept holding her wrist and didn't get close any more.

Tang Wanxin's face was slightly hot because of his question.

She lowered her head and deliberately avoided the sharp eyes reflected in the mirror: "I'm trying to adjust the fragrance for the auction. My hands are really fine."

She raised her scalded hand and looked at it.

The white back of the hand was covered with a large scalded red mark.

It looks badly hurt.

When Mo Shichen saw the red seal, his face was even more ugly.

He said in a somber tone, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No." Tang Wanxin immediately turned around.

But they were very close. As soon as she turned her head, the whole person was stuck in his arms.

She leaned back quickly.

When Mo Shichen leaned back on her back, he raised his hand to her waist and took a step back.

Seeing her rash appearance tonight, he shouted irritably and worried: "be careful, are you still a three-year-old child? Do you want me to coax you to the hospital?"

"What did you say?" Tang Wanxin was annoyed and ashamed when he said he was a three-year-old.

She raised her hands against his chest to push him away.

He strongly held her in his arms and clasped her injured hand: "don't move, your hand is still hurt. Do you want to make your scald more serious, soak for a while."

Then he turned her body to the mirror and pressed her injured hand into the water.

And his other hand fell on her waist, which made Tang Wanxin more unable to soak her hands. He was close to her, and the faint smell of mint tobacco lingered in her breath, disturbing her mind.

She drew back her hand, took the hand off her waist, and then moved out of the space on the left.

When Mo Shichen saw her move like this, his narrow eyes were slightly heavy, and his eyebrows frowned coldly: "Tang Qin."

"I have medicine in my bag, which can be used to cure scalds. It has a cool effect. I've been soaking in the water for a while. Now I feel much better. We'd better go back quickly so that the children and Mengyin don't worry." she lowered her head and deliberately avoided the man's sharp eyes for fear that she might see any confusion and clue in her heart.

After the voice fell, she turned and walked out of the bathroom.

Mo Shichen looked at her back and really felt that she was in a strange state tonight. Her face was rosy and looked like a patient with a fever.

At the thought of this, Mo Shichen strode to catch up and held Tang Wanxin's arm: "Tang Qin, wait."

"What are you doing?" she was dragged back by him.

Just as she said it, a big palm fell on her forehead, and then the owner of the hand put the hand that touched her forehead on his own forehead.

His action is so obvious that Tang Wanxin can't guess his intention now.

She stepped back: "Mo Shichen, I'm not sick or have a fever."

He frowned deeply. His eyes stayed on her ruddy face. He couldn't help raising his hand and touching her face. The warm skin showed a delicate texture. She was white. The two red halos were like rouge, white and red.

With the effect of the light, her eyes were suffused with a watery brilliance, which was kind of pity, like a poor cat.

His hand fell on her head and cut off several hairs close to her forehead. He just saw the birthmark covered by the flowing sea.

Tang Wanxin stepped back a few steps and said, "I'm hungry. Go back and eat."

"OK, then go back." he looked at her absently and took back his hand slowly.

Tang Wanxin nodded and walked past him first.

After returning to the wing room, two little guys surrounded her and questioned her by holding her arms.

Tang Qimeng, in particular, blinked painfully and said, "Mommy, your hand is hurt. Don't take chopsticks, spoons or bowls."

Tang Wanxin smiled and put his palm on Tang Qimeng's hair. He was about to touch her hair. Tang Qimeng immediately hugged her arm and said, "don't hold me and my brother, let alone touch my head."

Tang Wanxin made a move and said, "Mengmeng, Mommy just hurt the back of her hand, not both hands. It's not so serious. Besides, I hurt my left hand. I eat with my right hand. You see."

She picked up her chopsticks and prepared to show it to Tang Qimeng. Tang Qimeng drank anxiously: "No."

She turned around, pulled the chair next to Tang Wanxin and looked at Mo Shichen: "Mommy, you are such a big man. You don't worry at all. You scalded yourself with a soup. You let your uncle feed you."

what!!

Tang Wanxin had an awkward and creepy expression on her face and turned her head to stare at Mo Shichen sitting opposite.

Chen Mengyin giggled.

At this time, Tang Wanxin thought of something and suddenly turned his head to stare at Chen Mengyin.

Chen Mengyin quickly waved her hands and said, "I didn't teach them. I just told them that your mommy was thinking about something else when eating. It's easy to scald herself again."

"Mengyin, how can you scare the children?" Tang Wanxin stared at Chen Mengyin anxiously and helplessly. He was about to say something about her. Suddenly, a man's low voice came over his head: "didn't he say there was ointment?"

Tang Wanxin paused slightly, turned his head, raised his face and looked at the man on his side.

Mo Shichen didn't know when to walk behind her, opened the chair Tang Qimeng had just moved, and sat down: "take out the ointment and I'll apply it for you."

"No, I myself..."

"Uncle, here's the ointment." Tang Wanxin was about to refuse, but Tang Ruizuo took the ointment out of her bag