"Five minutes." Fu Yan Shi didn't sit down like a grandfather either, but went to the kitchen to help her bring out the toasted bread.,Xu Qinghuan hurriedly shook her head, trying to pull her burned hand back, "It's okay! It's just a small burn.",No, no! I must have misheard! Or perhaps Fu Yanshi mistook me for a replacement again. This gentleness shouldn't belong to me.。