C2276 What Ointment

Aunt Xiaolin gave him a sideway glance and was somewhat dissatisfied.

Hearing Aunt Xiaolin's words, Leng Shaoheng looked at the blisters on his hands that had been scalded and pursed his lips, "As long as you can hide it from me."

In the bedroom.

Shen Qingqing heard the footsteps at the door and thought that it was Leng Shaoheng who came over