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

Huo Yuanshi coaxed her in a gentle voice, "Haven't you always wanted to see the aurora? Brother brought you to see it, and I won't let you down."

"Big brother."

When Fu Yan looked at Huo Yuan, his empty eyes had scattered light.

Looking at Huo Yuan's face, she gradually condensed together. She suddenly frowned, her eyes turned red, and she choked with sobs and called out: "Brother."

Seeing her aggrieved look, Huo Yuanshi felt sad and stroked the back of her head, "Brother is here, Yan Yan is obedient, change your clothes, and then go downstairs for breakfast, okay?"

He coaxed her for a long time before Fu Yan no longer resisted Ansha's approach.

Huo Yuanshi left the room first.

In order to make Fu Yan feel better, Ansha opened all the closet doors.

A dazzling array of clothes.

There are suits, skirts, dresses, styles for every season, you name it.

Ansha said excitedly: "Miss Fu, these are designed by Mr. Huo himself. They are very beautiful, right? I will get you whichever one you want to wear."

Fu Yan hugged his knees.

Although she didn't resist Ansa's approach, she turned a blind eye to what Ansa said.

She had looked at the clothes in the closet.

She had searched every corner of the room in order to find tools that could kill Huo Yuanshi.

No woman can resist so many beautiful clothes.

In normal times, if he were just her big brother, she would happily accept it.

But now she doesn't even want to take another look.

She remained silent, so Ansa had no choice but to take the initiative and take a light blue dress.

The style of the skirt is simple and elegant, and the design lines complement Yan very well.

Ansha felt amazing at first, but she immediately realized that these clothes were made by Mr. Huo for Miss Fu. Mr. Huo really knew Miss Fu, so he could design the clothes to be so flattering.

After changing Fu Yan's clothes, Ansha combed her hair.

As she combed her hair, she sighed, "Miss Fu, your hair has grown so well, it has already reached your waist."

Fu Yan, who was sitting blankly in front of the dressing table, reacted.

Ansha subconsciously looked at the mirror and realized that Fu Yan's eyes were so red that they seemed to bleed. It seemed that she was about to cry in the next second, but there was no tear in her eyes.

She looked away, "How about I tie your hair into a braid?"

Fu Yan returned to her original indifference and allowed Ansha to pull her long hair to the right side and tie it into a fishbone braid.

Ansha put her hand on her shoulder, "Miss Fu, you are so good-looking. Standing with Mr. Huo is a perfect match."

"Who taught you Chinese?"

Fu Yan suddenly spoke.

She looked at Ansha in the mirror, her eyes full of ridicule.

Ansha immediately stopped and just said leisurely: "Miss Fu, there is no need to ridicule my poor Chinese. No matter how bad my Chinese is, I still understand what this idiom means. You and Mr. Huo are a match made in heaven, and they are more suitable than the dead Huo Mingzheng." You do it a thousand times."

There was a "pop" sound.

Ansha had no time to react. Fu Yan stood up and slapped her on the left cheek!

Fu Yan suddenly laughed, "It's so red, it looks more beautiful."

Ansha covered the left side of her face, Fu Yan was really crazy.

……

Fu Yan went downstairs and sat at the dining table. Huo Yuanshi took a spoon and wanted to feed her porridge. She subconsciously shrank and avoided his extended hand.

Huo Yuanshi's hand froze and he put the spoon back into the bowl, "Can you eat it yourself?"

The woman didn't say anything, just picked up the spoon and drank the porridge.

Also another kind of well-behaved.

Huo Yuanshi watched her finish a small bowl of porridge quietly. When she got up, he picked her up and walked to the garden.

"The temperature today is relatively good, and the sun is not shining. Sit in the garden will make you feel better."

He sat on the swing from yesterday and held Fu Yan on his lap.

He grabbed the fishbone braid hanging on her chest and smiled softly, "Although it looks good, you look even more beautiful without tying your hair."

Fu Yan lowered his head and glanced down. Huo Yuanshi untied a hair tie with a small flower at the end of her hair.

There is no need to specially disassemble it, and the soft hair will be slowly loosened.

draped over her shoulders.

Looking at Fu Yan's unrealistically exquisite facial features under the sparse sunlight, Huo Yuanshi couldn't help but grab a strand of her hair and put it to the tip of his nose to smell it.

"Yanyan, don't let me wait too long. You know my disease. Sometimes I can control it, but sometimes I can't."

He hugged Fu Yan tightly and pressed his forehead against hers.

The cold fingers ran through her hair and rubbed the back of her head, just like a man inserting his fingers into a woman's hair during a kiss, caressing her passionately.

However, Fu Yan remained indifferent.

Huo Yuanshi smiled half-heartedly, his hoarse voice a bit cold, "As long as you stop thinking about escaping, I won't force you anymore, but as long as there is a next time, I don't care whether you are crazy or committing suicide, I will definitely kill you." .”

The person in his arms just looked at the sunlight falling on his fingertips and turned the back of his hands back and forth.

In the evening, Huo Yuanshi took Fu Yan out.

The best place in Reykjavik to see the Aurora is the Pearl Tower.

At about 7 p.m., the car parked outside the Pearl Tower.

Fu Yan sat in the car and looked at the building not far away.

A semi-circular building composed of thousands of pieces of glass, each piece of glass shines with a charming luster in the sun.

Like a huge pearl embedded in the mountain.

When getting off the car, Huo Yuanshi held Fu Yan's hand.

They entered the lobby of the Pearl Tower.

There are some exhibitions here, and many tourists gather around some of the surrounding paintings.

Two particularly eye-catching Asian faces were looked at by Huo Yuan one after another.

However, Huo Yuanshi didn't take it seriously. He held Fu Yan's hand and protected her in his arms.

The group arrived at the revolving restaurant on the fifth floor.

Huo Yuanshi had reserved a seat in advance, and it happened to be in a place where the sun was shining.

Leading Fu Yan over, Huo Yuanshi pulled out his chair and smiled gently at Yan, "Yan Yan."

After Fu Yan sat down, Huo Yuanshi said: "The food in Iceland is not delicious, so I have been cooking your favorite meals these past few days, but the food here is good, we can try it."

While he was talking, he was already sitting next to Fu Yan.

Fu Yan held the fork mechanically. She didn't know what she had eaten, and she couldn't tell whether the food was delicious or not.

Huo Yuanshi wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, "Why are you still acting like a child?"

He tucked her hair that fell to her face behind her ears.

The sun is going down.

The hazy sunset fell on the side of her face, which was indescribably heart-warming.

Huo Yuan was distracted, and he couldn't help wiping the corners of her mouth a little harder.

Fu Yan was stiff all over.

She suddenly saw a little foreign girl smiling at her diagonally opposite not far away.

Then he made an "OK" gesture on his cheek.

It's just that the index finger and thumb don't stick together and don't look like an "O".

Like "C".

"WC"!

It's her and Ji Lin's secret code!