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

The flight back to Nancheng was by Huo Mingzheng's private plane. The route had been applied for in advance. When they arrived at the airport, Fu Yan didn't wait long before getting on the plane with Huo Mingzheng.

She suddenly remembered that ten years ago, Huo Mingzheng took her to Guangcheng on New Year's Eve, also on a private plane.

At that time, he had applied for the route in advance. It was not a temporary decision. Otherwise, how could he fly as soon as he said he wanted to?

Only a teenage girl would believe it.

"Slow down, don't trip." Huo Minzheng held her arm and didn't dare to say anything about her flat feet, lest she get angry again later.

There were just steps in front of her. How could she stumble if she walked properly?

Fu Yan didn't need to guess to know that he meant her flat feet.

She turned to glare at him, quickly got on the plane, found a seat and sat down, tilting her head and closing her eyes.

Suddenly she felt a familiar breath approaching, she opened her eyes suddenly, and met Huo Minzheng's dark jade-like eyes.

He leaned over and said, "Can I sit here?"

He raised his chin and motioned to the position next to her.

"No." Fu Yan didn't even think about it.

Huo Minzheng nodded, and just when Fu Yan thought he had really given up and was going to sit in another seat, Huo Minzheng suddenly hugged her sideways.

"Huo Mingzheng!" Fu Yan scolded in a low voice, his tone full of threats.

Cao Fang and three other bodyguards got on the plane one after another.

Seeing this scene, they turned their heads in unison and pretended not to see anything.

However, Huo Minzheng remained indifferent in the face of her embarrassment and anger, and placed her where he wanted to sit just now, "Then you sit here, and I'll sit in your seat."

With that said, he sat in Fu Yan's seat as if no one else was around.

After this operation, Fu Yan thought there was something wrong with his brain circuit. It took him a while to realize that Huo Mingzheng was becoming more and more shameless.

It's a shame he had the nerve to do such a thing.

He sat next to her and hugged her.

He predicted her answer from the beginning and asked that question just to hug her!

Fu Yan was angry and helpless, and turned his head to stop looking at him.

Fu Yan fell asleep ten minutes after the plane took off.

She stayed with Huo Mingzheng every step of the way last night and barely slept a wink all night. In addition, from Nancheng to Paris yesterday, she kept thinking about Huo Mingzheng in her mind. She couldn't eat, didn't drink water, and couldn't sleep well. It took a moment to feel fatigue sweeping over me.

Looking at her sleeping profile, Huo Minzheng looked at her quietly for two seconds, and finally reached out to her uncontrollably, clasped her head, and moved closer to her, letting her rest firmly on his shoulder.

Fu Yan woke up twice in the middle, once to go to the bathroom, and once because he was hungry at meal time.

The meal on the plane is relatively simple, but Fu Yan is not a picky eater, so he can handle a few simple bites.

After eating, she still didn't look at Huo Mingzheng and continued to lean on the back of the chair to catch up on her sleep.

After she fell asleep, Huo Minzheng rested her head on his shoulder again.

Fu Yan didn't wake up again until the plane was about to land at Nancheng Airport.

She found herself leaning on Huo Mingzheng's shoulder and quickly sat up straight.

"Are you awake?" Huo Minzheng said, rubbing his shoulders calmly.

Fu Yan saw it in his eyes and must have been feeling sore from leaning on his shoulder.

She looked away unnaturally, and Huo Mingzheng let go of the pretentious hand on his shoulder.

After the plane landed, she didn't get up in a hurry, but waited for him to unbuckle his seat belt before leaving.

Cao Yuan came to pick him up in person. Wearing his usual white T-shirt and black pants, he stood by the car and opened the door.

Fu Yan was stunned for a moment when she passed by him because she smelled a familiar fragrance from Cao Yuan.

If she remembered correctly, Xiaoxia liked this scented laundry detergent very much and had stocked up on it from previous online events.

A very niche brand with a very unique scent.

A straight man like Cao Yuan probably wouldn't bother looking for such a laundry detergent.

What she didn't know was that Xiaoxia accidentally spilled beer on Cao Yuan last night. Cao Yuan took off his T-shirt. In order to get a better look at his abdominal muscles, Xiaoxia offered to help him wash his clothes and dry them in the dryer. Just do it.

In fact, Cao Yuan felt awkward the moment he took off his shirt and wanted to reject Xiao Xia. However, Xiao Xia said that the smell of beer had seeped into the clothes and it didn't smell good after being wrung out. He immediately grabbed the shirt and went to the laundry pool to get the laundry. Rub the liquid twice before throwing it into the dryer.

After washing the clothes, he and Xiaoxia came face to face. Xiaoxia used drinking to hide her peeping and blushing. Although he didn't look at her, he could see all her little moves.

He didn't reveal it, knowing that she liked to see her abdominal muscles. He straightened his back and sat on the sofa during the whole process, dumbfounded without moving a step.

In the end, Xiaoxia unknowingly drank several bottles, got drunk, and started jumping on the sofa to perform a drunken fist trick. He caught him and carried him back to the room.

Her hands were stroking back and forth on his abdominal muscles and chest muscles, and when she felt him rubbing the fire, the strength of her hands was out of control, and she threw her on the bed. As a result, Xiaoxia vomited...

Last night, he not only washed clothes at Xiaoxia's house, but also took a shower.

Facing Yan Yan's meaningful look, Cao Yuan didn't know why.

After Fu Yan got in the car, he glanced at Huo Mingzheng who was following him, "Mr. Huo."

Huo Minzheng could clearly see the emotion in his eyes, so he walked over and patted his shoulder, "It's nothing serious."

Cao Yuan pursed his lips and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was only after he learned that Fu Yan had gone to Paris last night that he learned about the blood stasis in Huo Mingzheng's brain during a phone call to Cao Fang.

It's nothing serious, that's good.

The car drove towards Mingyu Mansion. It was almost early morning in Nancheng. There were relatively few vehicles on the road and the roads extending in all directions were smooth.

The car quickly drove into Mingyu Mansion.

Uncle Luo had been notified long ago and had prepared a midnight snack.

"Miss Fu, Mr. Huo, you have had a hard time on the road."

Uncle Luo is now able to assess the situation. As long as Miss Fu is around in this family, Mr. Huo will be second in line.

Fu Yan didn't look coldly at Uncle Luo. When she heard him ordering the servants to bring out midnight snacks, she said, "I'm not hungry, so I'll go upstairs and rest first."

With that said, she left everyone behind and walked upstairs.

Half a minute later, a slamming door was heard upstairs.

Cao Fang and Uncle Luo's hearts beat fast, and even Cao Yuan, whose temper was most similar to Huo Minzheng's, couldn't help but feel his eyebrows skip a beat.

The three of them looked at Huo Mingzheng in unison.

Huo Minzheng walked past them without changing his expression.

He walked to the third floor and turned the doorknob. Sure enough, the door was locked from the inside and could not be opened.

He frowned. Last night in the hospital, she was clearly separated by a wall, but he couldn't see or touch her. Is it going to be like this tonight?

Almost at the same time that he was about to find the key, Fu Yan sent him a WeChat message: Do you dare to try to find the key?