Young Master Gong, your vest has fallen off!

Chapter 202 Burning Fingers
The fingers did get burned, but the pain level was tolerable, and she wasn't being that pretentious.

Fei Chuyan recalled that when her parents left her at home, she was so hungry that she cooked for the first time.

At that time, her entire hand was accidentally scalded by boiling water. She squatted on the ground in pain and cried for a long time. At that time, no one came to comfort her or apply scald ointment to her.

She was the only one in the empty house, but she endured it on her own, and then she couldn't touch anything with her hands for a few days...

The cool breeze from the fingertips made Fei Chuyan put away his memories.

She looked at Gong Beijue in front of her, his noble face was close to her finger, his thin lips gently blowing the wind...

This wasn't the first time he had blown his fingers on him, the last time her hand was pricked by a rose he sent, he was so nervous too!
It was just such a small wound, yet he was extremely nervous!

He drew 600ml of blood himself, fainted to the ground, and got up as if nothing had happened!
Fei Chuyan really doesn't know how to face him!
"Fei Chuyan, what's going on with your so moved look that you're about to cry?" Gong Beijue said with a smile in his voice.

Fei Chuyan was startled, and withdrew his hand from his palm: "I don't have it, don't talk nonsense!"

Gong Beijue propped his head on his palms, and deliberately smiled and joked: "Why, you'll be moved by just blowing on your fingers, and you want to throw yourself into your arms for this young master?"

Throw yourself into your arms and hug him, a big-headed ghost!
Fei Chuyan rolled his eyes, but rarely joked with him, lowered his eyes and said, "I just remembered the past."

"What do you mean?" Gong Beijue frowned, and then, being smart, he immediately realized, grabbed her hand and asked, "You have been burned before, who did it?!"

"Of course I accidentally burned it myself. Do you think who put my hand in the boiling water?"

Fei Chuyan felt that if he cared about it, he would be confused. He didn't even respond to such a simple question.

"How did you get burned? Is it serious? Who dealt with it? Did you deal with it well?" Gong Beijue's expression was serious, but it didn't look like he was joking at all.

A few questions in a row made Fei Chuyan speechless. She was silent for a while, and said a little darkly: "I was alone at the time, and I couldn't handle it."

She was 12 years old at that time, and she is 15 now, but the burning and tingling pain seemed to be still there yesterday, and the pain was so painful that she was heart-piercing!
She never told her parents about it. When they came back, they were surprised that she could cook. She just said that she read and pondered.

After the pain passed, she felt that there was no need to tell others, but Gong Beijue's nervous appearance made her suddenly let go of her guard, and she couldn't help but tell him.

"Fei Chuyan, you are so stupid!" Gong Beijue stared at her distressedly, wrapped her hands around her, and blew on her lips. He was serious, as if he wanted to blow away her last pain. When she came to her senses, she only heard him say: "Fei Chuyan, forget about that pain! I will never let you burn my hand again!"

He stared at her with dark eyes, gave her his hand, and made a touching promise.

He said--

Forget about that pain, and I will never let you burn my hands again!
Because of this sentence, Fei Chuyan's heart beat irregularly.

Withdrawing his hand from his palm, Fei Chuyan stood up calmly and said, "I haven't done my homework yet, go eat some biscuits, I'm going to do my homework..."

Before she turned around and took a few steps, Gong Beijue suddenly hugged her from behind.

She was startled, stopped on the spot, breathed disorderly and shouted: "Gong Beijue..."

(End of this chapter)