After washing her face with cold water in the bathroom, Xu Qinghuan tossed those inappropriate thoughts out of her mind and walked to the kitchen, thinking about making breakfast for Fu Yan.,"You can call me Yan Shi at home." He strode forward, his long legs carrying him to Xu Qinghuan's side. "Hand me your hand.",He could allow for happy reunions, yet in his words there seemed to be a hint of indulgence and helplessness...。