Broken in Leg But Firm in Spirit

"You go out first, and check Lisen's injury by the way."

The show was over, it's almost time for the curtain to go up. Lily was naturally a decent person and left without saying a word.

The door was closed, the house was quiet except for the sound of Aurora eating her porridge. She looked up at the man standing still in confusion, "Aren't you going out? Your honey are gone."

Cyril smiled, "Why does this porridge smell sour?" He took a step closer to the bed, leaned down close to the bowl in front of Aurora's face. After taking a fake sniff, his eyes stared straight at her, "There is a smell of jealousy, right?"

Aurora felt her heart like a drum beating wildly. She didn't know what kind of anger held in the heart, but saw the handsome face and the pair of lost heterochromatic pupils in front of her, the fire in her heart was completely extinguished.