"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.",Xu Qinghuan hurriedly shook her head, trying to pull her burned hand back, "It's okay! It's just a small burn.",He could allow for happy reunions, yet in his words there seemed to be a hint of indulgence and helplessness...。