Chapter 791 Cinnabar Mole or White Moonlight

An Xiaowan was slightly startled and subconsciously reached out to take it off and take a closer look.

Because the cabinet was wide open, and the contents in the rest of the cabinet were nothing unusual, and the nanny and Mrs. Huo had told her to take a look around, she relaxed her vigilance and felt that there was nothing that she couldn't touch.

And wanting to reach out and take a look is probably due to a strange emotion in the woman.

This is a girl's headband...

Although it looks like it must be very old, and judging from the length, it looks like it belongs to a little girl. But An Xiaowan still had some vague curiosity in her heart.

Since the cabinet was a bit high, An Xiaowan stood on tiptoes to get it, which was a bit difficult.

"What are you doing?"

The moment An Xiaowan's fingertips touched the headband, Huo Shen's voice suddenly came from behind.

His tone was deep, his voice was slightly loud, and there was a hint of tension.

An Xiaowan was suddenly startled.

Is he... yelling at her?

The moment she looked back at him, An Xiaowan felt a little unsteady because she was standing on tiptoes, so she suddenly felt dizzy and fell backwards.

Along with it, the hair tie she touched also fell to the ground.

"Ah..." she whispered.

Huo Shen's pupils narrowed, and he stepped forward with his long legs, quickly heading in the direction of An Xiaowan.

Just a second before she was about to fall, he stretched out his long arm and caught her.

An Xiaowan breathed out, calmed down and was about to speak. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Huo Shen's face was tense. He immediately put her on the chair next to her. Without asking a question, he bent down. Go pick up the hair tie that she dropped to the ground.

...So anxious?

Her lips pursed slightly.

After Huo Shen picked it up, he lightly patted the dust on it, and then very gently placed the hairband neatly on the top of the cabinet.

An Xiaowan looked at all this, and for some reason, an unpleasant feeling came to his mind.

She bit her lip, her eyes flickering, "What is this?"

"Old objects." He ended the topic with just three words.

There was no explanation of its origin, no explanation of why he valued it, or even what it was.

"Are you so precious?" An Xiaowan looked at his back, "I just touched him a little bit, and you ran over so nervously?"

"No." Huo Shen frowned slightly, put the things down calmly, turned around and walked towards her.

An Xiaowan took a step back, narrowed his eyes and said, "What's the origin of this thing?"

Huo Shen paused slightly and said nothing.

"Whose is it? Ye Qingqing's?" She lost her temper and asked aggressively.

Huo Shen frowned, "No."

However, An Xiaowan could see that he obviously didn't want to be questioned further. He didn't even want to explain.

My heart suddenly felt blocked.

Could it be that this is some kind of "old person" of Huo Shen?

But he also said that he has never been with other women at all... So who is this person?

The cinnabar mole in the heart, the white moonlight in front of the bed?

"Let's go, there's nothing interesting in this room. I'll take you to visit other places." Huo Shen stretched out his hand towards An Xiaowan, wanting to hold her.

However, he was caught by the fluctuation in her gaze and ducked sideways.

An Xiaowan bit her lower lip, a hint of grievance appeared in her eyes, then turned around, passed him first, and walked out of the room.