After rebirth, I want to stay away from bamboo horses

Doesn’t Zhen Xin even eat?

This is too thin!

There is not a trace of fat on the waist, and the waist is slim and slim. Is this what you are talking about?

Qin Shuo couldn't help but let his mind wander for a while.

When he thought that Qin Shuo might press his buttocks with the force he had just used to rub his arms, Zhen Xin resisted. He struggled and patted Qin Shuo's hand vigorously: "Let me go!"

"Pah, pah, pah" hit Qin Shuo's forearm that was holding Zhen Xin several times. It was so loud that it made Qin Shuo shudder in pain.

"Hey, don't hit, don't hit, why don't you let me go~" The pain in his forearm was obvious, Qin Shuo quickly let go, "How can you be so pretentious, why don't you just apply some medicine and you have such a big reaction?"

"You...you applied the medicine too hard. I...I'm afraid of pain." The pain was secondary. Zhen Xin mainly didn't want to bare her buttocks in front of Qin Shuo. It would be too weird to bare your buttocks in front of the person you like, like a peacock spreading its wings.

Although Qin Shuo in the previous life had watched him a lot, and the two of them had done more intimate things, they had long been very familiar with each other's bodies.

But now, Qin Shuo in this life is still an ignorant straight man. Zhen Xin always feels that he is like a peacock courting a mate. He can't get over this hurdle in his heart...

"It only works if it hurts. You have to rub the bruises away hard so they can heal quickly! I won't rub them hard. Why are you so afraid? I will definitely control my strength! It's the two slaps you just slapped on me. It's called Dali. Look, it made my forearm red." Qin Shuo stretched out his arm and handed it to Zhen Xin.

Zhen Xin looked at her hot palms. It seemed that she had exerted too much force and her palms were red.

"Sorry, I just overreacted." Zhen Xin apologized and looked at Qin Shuo's red forearm with guilt. Thinking about it, Qin Shuo also had good intentions.

"It's okay. I have rough skin and thick flesh. It will fade away in a while."

Qin Shuo had just finished speaking. At this moment, the doorbell rang, followed by Xin Yuzhen's voice calling the door: "Xin Xin, Xin Xin, are you up? Mom is back."

Zhen Xin quickly responded: "Mom, I'm up, please wait for me."

Zhen Xin took a few steps quickly and opened the door.

Outside the door, Xin Yuzhen was carrying several bags of breakfast boxes: "When you get up, go home quickly. You have to go to school soon. If you don't pack up, you will be late for class. Mom brought you breakfast, where is Qin Shuo?"

"Aunt Xin, I'm here." Qin Shuo put his red arms behind his back and walked to the door.

"Shuoshuo, thank you for taking care of our family Xinxin last night. He was alone at night, so I was worried, but he couldn't come back. Fortunately, you were here. It was so late, I'm afraid I might have disturbed you. Well, what a bother."

"Aunt Xin, you are too polite. Xin Xin was born to me, how could I let him live on the street? Not to mention that I wasn't sleeping at that time, even if I was sleeping, I still had to get up and settle Xin Xin, okay? . Besides, I often spent the night at your house when I was a kid, so don’t be polite to me. We are all neighbors and I should."

"You're so sensible, Shuoshuo. Come and have breakfast together. Aunt Xin bought a lot." Xin Yuzhen shook the bag in her hand, "There are dumplings, steamed buns, tofu puffs, soy milk, and fried dough sticks. I remember you loved corn dumplings the most!”

"He's allergic to corn and can't eat corn stuffing." Zhen Xin interrupted.

"Ah? I'm allergic to corn. I can't even remember it. How did you know?" Qin Shuo asked curiously. He hadn't eaten corn for many years and had almost forgotten that he was allergic to corn.

As long as he could remember, his mother had told him that he was prone to allergies and there were a lot of things he couldn't eat, but he couldn't remember them, and one of them seemed to include corn.

Fortunately, he doesn't like eating corn either, so he has no impression of ever going to the hospital because of corn allergy.

"Uh...I guessed it." Zhen Xin explained casually.

Zhen Xin thought of a winter solstice in his previous life. It was very cold outside. He suddenly remembered that he had not celebrated the winter solstice in many years, so he went out early in the morning and bought a lot of meat and corn. He chopped the meat and stuffed it and sat by the window. I made dumplings all afternoon.

He really likes eating corn, especially corn dumplings. The sweetness of corn blends with the umami of pork, making it fragrant and sweet.

Every winter solstice, his mother would always make dumplings with him, making a lot of dumplings at once and freezing some of them in the refrigerator. It's a pity that after his parents passed away, he never celebrated the winter solstice again.

Zhen Xin was very satisfied when she saw the many dumplings filled with corn fillings wrapped in front of her. He raised his head and looked out the window, as if telling his parents in heaven that he was living a good life.

Qin Shuo came back very late that day. He said he was too busy and didn't have dinner. As soon as he came back, he went into the study and Zhen Xin cooked a bowl of dumplings and sent it to him.

Qin Shuo read the information attentively and swallowed several dumplings. When Zhen Xin estimated the time and came back to collect the dishes, he found that Qin Shuo seemed to have difficulty breathing and had a lot of red rashes on his body. He didn't know until he went to the hospital that he Allergic to corn.

Later, Zhen Xin added another memo.

Later, he never made corn dumplings or bought corn again.

"It's broken. Aunt Xin forgot about it. We Xinxin like to eat corn dumplings. I'm sorry, Shuoshuo, I almost hurt you."

"It's okay, Aunt Xin, you can eat."

"It's okay if you don't want to eat corn dumplings. I still have Xiao Long Bao here."

"Aunt Xin, I have breakfast, milk sandwiches. I've already made them, so I won't eat them." Qin Shuo was still a little greedy for xiaolongbao, but the red palm prints on his forearms did not disappear for a while. She was afraid that Xin Yuzhen would talk about Zhen Xin when she saw it.

"That's okay, Xin Xin, come home with mom."

Zhen Xin raised her legs and was about to leave. She looked down and saw that she was still wearing Qin Shuo's pajamas: "Mom, I haven't picked up the clothes I changed out of yesterday. You go back first. I'll be here soon."

After sending Xin Yuzhen away, Qin Shuo stopped hiding her arms and naturally lowered his hands.

Zhen Xin saw the palm prints on Qin Shuo's hand at a glance. Just now it was just red and not obvious. Now the distinct finger prints can be seen: "Well, do you want to apply some medicine? It seems a little red... …”

"No, it doesn't hurt." Qin Shuo was afraid that Zhen Xin would apologize, so he said harshly, "Just stand, I will go up and get your clothes. Where are your clothes?"

"There is a plastic bag under the bathroom sink."

"Okay, I'll get it."

"Can you lend me your pajamas and wear them back first? I'll wash them and then return them to you."

"You're welcome, just wear it. It's new anyway, so I only wore it once. I think the white one looks good on you, and the white one makes me look darker." After Qin Shuo finished speaking, he quickly Went upstairs.

According to Zhen Xin, he found the bag of dirty clothes in no time. After looking at his school pants in the dirty clothes basket, Qin Shuo touched Zhen Xin's keys inside and put them into his pocket.

Qin Shuo handed Zhen Xin's bag of clothes and the bottle of safflower oil to Zhen Xin: "I saw you didn't have this oil in your medicine box last time, and I never gave it to you after I bought it. Just take it."

"I still have Yunnan Baiyao."

"Use this, the new one, remember to rub it open!" Qin Shuo pointed at Zhen Xin's butt and made a kneading motion.

Zhen Xin remembered the strength of Qin Shuo's hand and thought of some familiar scene. She suddenly felt embarrassed, but her face remained calm, and she quickly ran away with her things in her arms.