Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

His sudden tenderness made Fu Yan's mind go blank for a moment, as if he was bewitched, and his body and mind began to fall apart.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Huo, I bought the things."

It's Cao Yuan who's back.

Fu Yan's sanity came back instantly, and he raised his hand to push Huo Minzheng away. Unexpectedly, his hand was still clasped on the back of her neck, with no intention of letting go.

His thumb gently rubbed the tender flesh on the back of her neck, with a somewhat comforting meaning.

Tell her not to be nervous.

His warm lips pressed against her lower lip, rubbing against the beads of her upper lip, causing her heart to tremble uncontrollably. She heard his low and hoarse voice say: "Wait a moment."

Cao Yuan outside the door was stunned for a moment.

Before he could react, Cao Fang came out of the kitchen and saw him stunned at the door. He walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

Cao Yuan picked up the bag in his hand and said, "Mr. Huo asked me to buy it for Miss Fu."

"Why not send it in?"

"Mr. Huo asked me to wait for a while." Cao Yuan repeated the original words.

Outside, the man known as the Living King of Hell was completely suppressed by his bloodline in front of his twin brother. He was an obedient side that was rare for outsiders to see.

Cao Fang frowned, it must have been his stupid brother who almost ruined Mr. Huo's good deeds.

This kind of thing can only be imagined but cannot be explained, let alone explained. He cleared his throat and said, "Then we will send it in later."

"Come on, brother made you something delicious."

Cao Yuan glanced back at the gate. Several of his younger brothers were still standing there, all with sharp ears and eyes. He said with a sullen face, "I'm not a child. I want to make delicious food."

To say who knows Cao Yuan best in the world, it is none other than Cao Fang.

He glanced at the gate, his eyes full of "I knew it", and said seriously: "I beg you to eat."

Cao Yuan stood for a while, then followed him into the kitchen with a sullen face.

In the ward.

Panting, Fu Yan finally pushed Huo Mingzheng away, but remembered to avoid his injured area.

There was less than ten centimeters between the two of them. She listened to Huo Mingzheng's rapid breathing in her ears and lowered her eyes. However, she accidentally saw the curve of the lower part of his trousers, and she didn't know where to look.

She was extremely embarrassed, mainly because Cao Yuan knocked on the door just now and Huo Mingzheng said it in that tone, for fear that others would not know what they were doing.

Seeing that she was about to stand up, Huo Minzheng clasped her wrist with his left hand and said in a mute voice: "Where are you going?"

Fu Yan was caught off guard and ran into his deep lake-like eyes. He looked away unnaturally to prevent himself from sinking in. "Go and wash your face."

"That's good, bring in the things Cao Yuan bought." With that, Huo Minzheng called out to Cao Yuan.

Cao Yuan quickly came out of the kitchen, swallowed a mouthful of barbecued pork, picked up the bag, and opened the door.

Fu Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at the place where Huo Mingzheng had stiffened. He quickly took a step forward, blocking Cao Yuan's sight, and took the bag from his hand with thanks.

Huo Minzheng looked at her back leisurely, and realized the reason why she suddenly blocked the front, and the smile on his lips became deeper and deeper.

When my heart is confused, I want to hide it.

When Cao Yuan went out, Fu Yan moved away from him. He caught a glimpse of him smiling from the corner of his eye, grabbed the coat from the back of the chair and threw it on him, covering the indescribable place.

She said angrily: "I'm going to wash my face."

Huo Minzheng chuckled, looking helplessly and amusedly at the coat covering him.

Fu Yan spent more than ten minutes in the bathroom. When she came out, the flush on her face had faded, and her face was clean and beautiful after taking off her makeup and washing it again.

"come over."

Huo Minzheng sat on the sofa and reached out to her.

Fu Yan gathered all his hair back and tied it into a loose bun with a rubber band.

Her head is round, her hair is as smooth as silk, with a few strands hanging down by her ears. Her pink skin is looming between her blue hair, and her unintentional atmosphere is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.

In fact, Huo Mingzheng prefers her look without makeup, but she loves beauty, and makeup is essential for social life, so he has never restricted her from wearing makeup.

Huo Minzheng looked away with a half-smile, picked up the ointment on the table with his left hand, stuffed it into his right hand, and then unscrewed the lid.

Fu Yan saw that his movements were awkward and said, "If you can't do it, I'll do it."

"Sit tight." Huo Minzheng raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

If others are not able to protect themselves, they will be aroused by the words "you can't do it" and even joke, "Don't you know if I can do it?", but Huo Minzheng doesn't.

He disdained the use of pornographic jokes to ridicule women, not even Fu Yan, who had the closest physical relationship with him.

Qin Heng knew him well and sometimes teased him for being the most boring gentleman.

He didn't comment, just smiled.

With the cotton swab moistened with ointment, Huo Minzheng said in a low voice: "Come closer."

Fu Yan was worried that he would suddenly become "animalistic" again, so he straightened his neck and moved his face close to him so that he could apply the medicine easily, but not too close to avoid causing a fire.

Huo Minzheng saw her holding back, pinched the cotton swab, and laughed angrily: "Why don't you chop off your head and put it in front of me. Separate the head and body. You can stay as far away from me as you want."

Fu Yan was speechless by his rebuke. He moved his butt forward a few inches, getting closer to him but not touching him.

Huo Mingzheng looked down at a delicate little face so close to him.

After removing the concealer and foundation, the slap mark on the left face became more obvious.

The cotton swab broke with a snap.

Fu Yan was stunned and looked up at Huo Mingzheng. The man turned around and threw the cotton swab into the trash can, took a new one and dipped it in the ointment.

After being slapped on Saturday night, I went back and used the medicine bought by Fu Hanlin, plus the cold compress at the beginning and the hot compress in the past two days. In fact, it was not that obvious in Fu Yan's opinion.

But Huo Minzheng's eyes were too poisonous.

When he was in the military academy, his eyesight fully met the standards of an Air Force pilot. Even though it took him just over a year to master four years of financial knowledge, his eyesight was still intact.

Qin Heng, who had started wearing contact lenses in high school, was jealous and lamented that God was unfair.

The ointment has a cooling and calming effect, and the ice is very refreshing.

Fu Yan slowly relaxed and looked up unintentionally. He saw Huo Mingzhengying's straight nose and long eyelashes. He lowered his eyebrows and looked serious, but her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

It overlapped with the throbs I had when I was young, painful and numb.

She quickly looked away, her eardrums bulging and beating.

The man took in all her little moves, his eyes gradually darkened, and his lips opened slightly, "Why do you know how to cook fruit porridge?"

"My father taught me," Fu Yan said, feeling unconsciously relaxed in front of him, "When I was sick when I was a child and didn't want to eat, he would coax me with fruit porridge."

Huo Minzheng stared at her lips and said hoarsely: "Are you treating me like a child?"