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

Fu Yan almost fainted due to Huo Mingzheng's free play.

In the end, she didn't faint, but she was almost exhausted.

She beat Huo Mingzheng's chest angrily, her voice soft and hoarse, "That's enough!"

"You still have the strength to hit me." Huo Minzheng turned her around and sat on his lap with her back to him.

Fu Yan groaned uncontrollably.

Huo Minzheng nibbled her earlobe, "What did you promise me in Zurich before?"

"I, don't... don't remember, I have to..." The voice was broken.

Fu Yan's hands rested on Huo Minzheng's firm and powerful thighs.

Huo Mingzheng was not in a hurry for an answer, but moved slowly. She turned back with blurred eyes, "Huo Mingzheng, you bastard!"

"Huh?" The man whispered in her ear, "What do you promise me?"

"Come out if you dare!" Fu Yan gasped uncomfortably, his eyebrows tightly knitted.

Huo Mingzheng said frankly, "Don't provoke me, Yan Yan."

Fu Yan was going crazy.

She shed physiological tears, hooked her hands back around Huo Mingzheng's neck, turned her head and kissed his lips. Huo Mingzheng responded enthusiastically to her proactive kiss, but was still "torturing" her, "Are you going to tell me?"

Fu Yan bit his lower lip, he frowned slightly, and kissed her deeper and harder.

Fu Yan was sweating profusely from being rubbed by him, and the feeling of not being able to go up or down nearly drove her crazy.

In her confusion, she answered him with four words in a soft voice.

Any set meal.

Huo Minzheng kissed her lips with satisfaction and said in a low voice: "Tonight is the benefit you promised me, not an arbitrary package. I remember it happened twice, right?"

Fu Yan's face was covered in sweat, and it took him a while to recover.

He turned around and went to fight Huo Mingzheng.

"Why are you so cunning to your girlfriend!"

She had no strength left, and the force of the hit was not only not heavy, but more like coquettishness, soft and sweet, which Huo Mingzheng enjoyed very much.

"It's my fiancée."

Huo Minzheng grabbed her hand with the wedding ring and kissed it to remind her.

"And I'm not cunning, I'm seeking truth from facts. I should do what I promise, right?"

Fu Yan blinked his misty eyes and glanced at him feebly.

He still had the strength, and he was right.

Fu Yan was almost exhausted. Huo Minzheng touched the shower head on the wall and fumbled to open the valve, and constant-temperature water sprayed out.

He touched every inch of Fu Yan's body and washed her clean himself.

If Fu Yan hadn't regained some strength and finally grabbed the shower head to wash himself, she could have concluded that Huo Minzheng's hand would have started a fire due to friction on her body.

Huo Minzheng stood up with a satisfied expression on his face and obediently cooperated with Fu Yan to give him a shower.

Only then did Fu Yan feel that he was obedient.

When you ask him to lower his head, he lowers his head; when you ask him to raise his arms, he raises his arms.

The sweeter the gift, the more obedient he will be.

Correspondingly, her waist and legs became more tired.

It almost broke this night.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Fu Yan took the bath towel and rubbed Huo Mingzheng's body several times in retaliation.

He also poked hard at the places he was ticklish.

Huo Minzheng was funny and helpless, but he couldn't say that her strength was too weak, otherwise she would lose her temper and cancel the benefits directly.

"Okay, I went too far tonight, I'll reflect on it."

He grabbed her hand in the dark and wiped her body with a bath towel randomly, preventing her from raising her hand any more.

Fu Yan slapped his hand away and said, "When you regain your sight, write me a three-thousand-word review."

Huo Minzheng held her hand again in a funny way, "Okay, I'll write as soon as I recover."

Fu Yan couldn't help laughing when he saw his "submissive" look.

Write as soon as you regain your sight.

This can also be called an expectation.

Hope he recovers soon.

……

Zurich.

In a retro-style room, Klande looked at the man standing in front of the window with his back to him.

"I thought you didn't listen to my stop and went back to Nancheng."

The man's back was slender and straight. He turned his head slightly and glanced at Klande in front of Arthur's face. "You said Yan Yan was not injured, so I'm not in a hurry to go back."

"Huo Minzheng is blind. Is it more convenient for you?"

The man sneered, "Don't be so smart."

"I didn't intend to pay Yan's life. From the beginning to the end, it was Huo Mingzheng who I wanted to deal with."

"If it weren't for Huo Mingzheng, maybe even the firefighters wouldn't be able to rescue her." The man said leisurely.

Klande looked at the setting sun falling on him and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Do you blame me?"

"Can't you?"

Klande had nothing to say and was silent, "It's enough that she's fine. As for the rest, I hope you don't get into trouble. It's not a good thing for you or me."

The man didn't respond.

After a while, he turned around and sat on the sofa. With his height and long legs, he took up a lot of space.

His hands rested casually on the armrests of the sofa.

For a moment, Kland felt that there was something like Huo Mingzheng in him.

As expected of cousins.

But there are two qualities in him, one is gentle and holy, and the other is feminine and evil. Sometimes they are mixed together, like poppies blooming beside a quiet lake, dangerous and charming.

"What's going on outside now?"

Kland came back to his senses and also sat on the sofa. "Several people proposed to the old man to change the heir."

He paused and said, "If Huo Minzheng is excluded, my chances of winning are very high."

The man smiled softly, "So you sent someone to kidnap Huo Mingzheng and wanted to get rid of him?"

Kelland's eyes paused, a flash of shock flashed across his eyes, and he asked doubtfully: "I don't understand what you said?"

The man seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, "Really, then I'm afraid I'm overthinking it."

Cland was doubtful.

He did that thing flawlessly.

It was through the hands of the mysterious organization that had collapsed back then, and everyone who knew about it was dead, so no one would know about it.

It was much more secretive than Simon's plan to kill Huo Mingzheng in a car accident.

He gave the man a meaningful look.

This topic cannot be continued. Since he wants to pretend to be ignorant, he should not continue to ask with unnecessary curiosity.

He changed the topic and returned to the topic, "Now that Huo Minzheng has lost power, the Huo Group is in the hands of that good-for-nothing fourth uncle of yours. The Romont family will not allow people with disabilities to inherit the family business. What should belong to me will be taken care of immediately. It will be in my hands."

The man listened quietly to what he said and tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa.

The white fingertips touched the vintage green velvet, which was beautiful and shocking, making Klande feel a little panicked.

Until the man leisurely said: "Ming Zheng is deeper than you think. It may be true that he is blind, but it may not be that there is no room for improvement. What you have to do now is to wait and see quietly. There will always be others who can take care of you." Block the gun."