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

Silent night.

In order to accommodate Huo Mingzheng, Fu Yan also spared herself the trouble and sat on the carpet. After he finished reading one page of the document, she turned to the next page for him.

Turning to the last page, Huo Minzheng glanced at ten lines.

"Seal it."

Fu Yan took out his private seal from the box. This was already the fifth document she had stamped. If Ji Lin knew about it, he would definitely complain that she was a ruthless sealing machine and a ruthless page-turning machine.

Fu Yan didn't know that she was ruthless. She only knew that Huo Mingzheng was a real scoundrel.

Anyone from Cao Fang to Cao Yuan could help with such a trivial matter, but it was not her turn to come from someone from another company.

But his words of moral kidnapping really tied her up.

After changing a document, Huo Minzheng finished browsing the first page and said, "Get a pen."

Fu Yan handed him the pen on the table, but he didn't touch it. "The handwriting on my left hand is not good."

Fu Yan pursed his lips. Mr. Huo had high demands on himself. He was already hurt. How could people in the company still demand that his handwriting look good? Besides, given his status, no one dared to comment even if he wrote the Chinese character "dog crawling".

"you write."

Fu Yan was stunned, "How can I write?"

"I'm just writing comments, I'm not asking you to sign. Aren't you copying my handwriting? Let me see how similar it is." Huo Mingzheng looked into her eyes.

Fu Yan's face turned red. She had copied Huo Minzheng's calligraphy. At the old house, Mrs. Huo asked her to write some calligraphy, but he saw it and later teased her about it.

Meeting Huo Minzheng's teasing eyes, Fu Yan laughed: "Since Mr. Huo is not afraid, tell me what I am afraid of."

Huo Minzheng looked at her holding the pen with an indifferent expression, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.

His voice is deep and pleasant, and his words are clear and round.

Before Fu Yan came to Nancheng, she spoke Cantonese, and Mandarin was not very standard. Of course, she didn't think Mandarin was that good at the time, until she heard Huo Mingzheng speak when he was a teenager.

She just felt that Mandarin was not bad, and later she spent a lot of time on it, and now she has the standard Mandarin.

Huo Minzheng looked at the words she had written. They were five times like what he had written, but he could also see that they were elegant and feminine.

"and then?"

Huo Mingzheng looked away without any trace and continued talking.

Fu Yan was writing, and Huo Mingzheng was speaking faster and faster. In order to keep up with the speed, she put her elbows on the table and turned around. When she finished writing a paragraph, Huo Mingzheng unknowingly ran to him. between the legs.

Her heart beat like a drum. Fortunately, Huo Minzheng didn't notice anything and continued to let her flip through the documents.

There was another paragraph that needed to be commented on. This time Huo Minzheng slowed down to make it easier for her to keep up, and he had enough time to look at her between his legs, as if she was being held by him.

Turning to the last page, Fu Yan yawned, put the document aside, picked up another one and spread it on the table.

It turns out that Huo Mingzheng's daily workload is so heavy.

The soreness in Fu Yan's heart was like unscrewing the cap of sparkling water, making her chest feel uncomfortable.

She yawned again and stared, trying to cheer herself up.

Huo Minzheng came from behind and tucked a strand of hair hanging behind her ear, "Are you sleepy?"

He glanced at the time. It was eleven forty-three in the evening.

Fu Yan nodded and yawned again. His eyes were watery and he looked very pitiful.

Huo Minzheng's voice couldn't help but lowered, "Then go to sleep."

Fu Yan got excited and stood up from the ground. She stood too fast and her vision went black. She almost fell down. Huo Minzheng grabbed her waist from behind, pushed her down and sat on his lap.

The two looked at each other, and Fu Yan suddenly looked away and said, "It's very late. You should go to bed early. If it's not convenient for Cao Fang and Cao Yuan, I can just take a taxi back."

"It's better to save time to sleep when you go back. Why bother? Sleep here." Huo Minzheng knew what she was afraid of.

Fu Yan lowered his eyebrows, his eyelashes trembled a few times, and his fingers tightly clenched the corners of his clothes, "Then I'll sleep in another room."

"Qin Heng slept during his lunch break and is not clean."

Fu Yan subconsciously looked at the bed in the middle. It was in the special care ward of a public hospital. No matter how good the conditions were, the bed was not much bigger. It should barely be [-] meters wide.

"I'll sleep on the sofa. I don't sleep well and I'm afraid of touching your wound."

Huo Minzheng nodded, not embarrassing her, "As long as you can sleep."

Fu Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But when she came out after washing, put on the pajamas that Huo Minzheng had prepared for her, and was about to lie down on the sofa, Huo Minzheng lifted the quilt on his left side and said, "Come up, I won't touch you tonight."

Just listen to what a man says, don't take it seriously.

Fu Yan found this out from the Internet. She had spent two years with Huo Mingzheng before, and she agreed with this statement very much.

So she really just listened. She pulled back the blanket and lay down in it, "No, I'll just sleep on the sofa."

"Come up, or should I go over and hug you?"

He looked at Fu Yan, and there was no tone of discussion in what he said, as if if she couldn't speak up now, he would really come and hug her the next second.

And she also knew that Huo Minzheng could do what he said. Even though his shoulder was injured, he didn't even care if he went crazy.

At this moment, Fu Yan suddenly realized that he had fallen into Huo Mingzheng's trap.

He first compromised with her and agreed to let her sleep on the sofa, then when she came out after changing into pajamas, he pushed further.

Fu Yan walked over and sat by the bed, turned off the bedside lamp, and the room became completely dark. She gently pulled back the quilt and lay on one side of the bed.

In the darkness, Huo Minzheng's cold voice seemed to be close to her eardrums, "Come closer to me."

"What?" Fu Yan's face was half covered by the quilt, and his voice was muffled.

Huo Minzheng was lying on his back, as if he was just talking casually: "Nothing, I just suddenly remembered the horror movie you watched years ago, and the current atmosphere..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Yan suddenly turned around and covered his mouth!

Damn Huo Mingzheng!

She couldn't help but think of that movie in her mind just now. The more she told herself not to think about it, the more the hints in her mind went in the opposite direction, and the pictures became clearer in her mind.

Huo Mingzheng's mouth was covered by her, but there was still a small gap between her palm and his lips. He chuckled, "You are so timid and dare to watch horror movies like others. I remember that scene..."

Fu Yan suddenly covered his mouth tightly. In the dim light, Huo Minzheng could see her eyes clearly, which seemed to be warning and pleading.

A fierce and miserable feeling.

In Qin Heng's words, people are addicted to food, so how dare he watch horror movies.

He hugged her with his hand on the pillow, and she leaned over. He directly hugged her into his arms, and said with a sullen smile: "Stop talking, just go to sleep."

Fu Yan was extremely sleepy. She also knew that she could not defeat Huo Minzheng, so she simply gave up her struggle and fell asleep soon after.

In the darkness, Huo Minzheng looked at the person in his arms who was gradually letting down his guard in her sleep. His fingers rubbed the palm mark on her left face. His eyes darkened, and a faint cold light flashed through his eyes.