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

Fu Yan really couldn't understand that Li Dongbai's wedding gift to her was actually an audio message.

It's not that she thought the gift was too casual, it was just a bit unexpected. It was indeed unexpected.

But her intuition told her that the content in this audio must be related to Huo Mingzheng.

Because Li Dongbai Qian warned and Wan told him to avoid Huo Mingzheng.

Fu Yan got up and looked for the headphones. After searching for a while, he couldn't find them, so he simply gave up.

Anyway, there was no other person present in the room.

Fu Yan sat cross-legged on the sofa and clicked on the audio.

At the beginning of the audio, she heard a crisp sound, a jingling sound, like the collision of wine bottles.

"How could I get drunk with this little wine?"

Fu Yan was stunned.

This sound.

It belongs to Huo Mingzheng.

But from the tone of his voice, he seemed to be really drunk.

He has such a good drinking capacity, how much did he drink before he got drunk?

The background sound of the audio was neither noisy nor lively. She couldn't imagine the environment in which it was recorded.

She vaguely seemed to hear the sound of mahjong being played.

At this moment, she finally realized that this audio was a recording, but she didn't know what year it was.

At this time, a mean voice came from the audio: "That's because I want to get drunk. What, is it because of your cousin?"

After paying, he didn't expect that the melon would end up on his head. No need to guess, he knew that the cousin Li Dongbai mentioned was her.

"You still poked his wounds by mentioning your cousin?"

This is another voice, the voice is cooler than Li Dongbai's.

"I didn't say that her cousin likes Huo Yuanshi... Hey, what are you doing? It's your third brother's birthday. How dare you stare at me?"

"What if she likes Huo Yuan? Sooner or later, I will snatch her away, stay with me, marry me, have children with me, and let her call me husband."

In the room where there was only one person, Fu Yan blushed.

This was indeed Huo Minzheng's voice.

The most important thing was that his drunken voice sounded childish and stubborn, which made her heart feel weak.

I couldn't help but want to touch his head and smooth his hair.

"Then why don't you do it? Don't you like it enough?"

The slightly cold voice just now came again.

She vaguely heard someone snickering, it should be Li Dongbai.

I have to say that this sentence is really damaging and quite instigating.

But Huo Mingzheng is someone who never accepts the method of provoking generals.

However, the next second Fu Yan heard him say: "I will go back to find her tomorrow."

His voice was softer, probably because he was really drunk and uncomfortable.

The person who recorded this audio should be Li Dongbai, because she could still hear it even if he lowered his voice.

Just listen to him say to the people around him: "I'm drunk, let me do a truth-telling torture."

The cold voice said: "Just don't have a lower limit."

"Am I that kind of person? I'm the most serious person."

Li Dongbai must have gotten closer to Huo Mingzheng. After making a rustling sound, he lowered his voice and asked, "Are you thinking about Fu Yan now?"

She heard Huo Minzheng hum.

"What are you thinking about her?"

Huo Minzheng sighed, his voice was hoarse and sexy, "She wore a short skirt on New Year's Eve and her legs are very beautiful."

Fu Yan's face turned red.

Huo... Ming... Zheng Jingran! Say it! Such words!

But wait!

When did she wear a short skirt on New Year's Eve?

It has been quite cold in Nancheng during the Spring Festival these past few years.

Only the Spring Festival six years ago was warm, and she did wear a short skirt on New Year's Eve.

She remembered it clearly because she and Huo Jingshu had matching clothes.

Huo Jingshu scolded her on purpose, knowing that she was going to wear a short skirt, so she deliberately imitated her.

She really didn't know Huo Jingshu could wear short skirts.

However, Huo Jingshu was a spoiled eldest lady. How could she bear such anger and forced her to go back and change her clothes.

But Fu Yan is not someone who takes things easy. She just wears the same shirt, so why should she go back and change it.

Huo Jingshu stamped her feet angrily and shouted as if she saw a savior: "Second brother~"

"Ok?"

A deep voice sounded neither far nor near.

She felt someone coming from behind her, stepping on the cobblestone pavement, and the light behind her stretched the person's shadow.

It actually overlapped with her shadow.

Unexpectedly, he would appear at this juncture. Fu Yan was so nervous that his toes curled up.

Huo Jingshu's tone was arrogant, "Fu Yan deliberately imitated my dressing style. I don't want to match her clothes. You tell her to go back and change."

Huo Minzheng walked past Fu Yan and glanced at her slightly.

Under a corridor of red lanterns swaying in the wind, his eyes did not linger, nor did he have any emotional fluctuations, as if he was just looking at them casually.

Fu Yan was too nervous to look at him, fearing that he would discover the little secret hidden in his eyes.

He looked away and said slowly: "Do you know what Zhuang Shan is most afraid of?"

Fu Yan pursed his lips.

Huo Jingshu frowned.

On the other hand, Mr. Huo's twin daughter was outspoken, "I know this about my second brother. It's not scary to wear matching clothes. Whoever is ugly will be embarrassed!"

Huo Minzheng walked over and said lazily when he passed by Huo Jingshu: "If you continue to stay here and make things difficult for her, it will only make you more embarrassed."

"Second brother, you!" Huo Jingshu's face turned red with embarrassment.

He looked at Huo Jingshu and reminded her slowly: "The elders are coming, as well as the family's long-term workers, who have more than sixty pairs of eyes."

There were faint sounds of conversation from the front hall. Huo Jingshu was so angry that she stamped her feet, but she was afraid of being seen by others, so she let Fu Yan beat her down.

Seeing her childish look on her face and running away, Fu Yan wanted to laugh.

The man walking in front slowed down and glanced sideways at her. She immediately stopped laughing and stood there obediently.

Until he said: "So many people are coming, and you are blocking the road. Why don't you come in quickly?"

Fu Yan reacted immediately and followed his footsteps into the house.

It turned out that the most serious man at that time actually thought her legs were pretty.

Now that I think about it, he rushed her into the house because he didn't want too many people to see her wearing a short skirt, right?

Fu Yan's heart felt inexplicably frantic.

It feels like a deer bumping into each other again.

This feeling was like that many years later, she was being moved by the Huo Minzheng from before.

Heart pounding.

In the audio, Li Dongbai asked again: "How does it compare with other women's legs?"

"I haven't seen anyone else's." Huo Minzheng seemed to change his posture, and she heard the sound of a lighter.

Li Dongbai groaned: "What a pure man. If you could see her right away, what would you do?"

"Kiss her."

Huo Mingzheng's voice became hoarse after being surrounded by the smoke.

"Kiss me to death."

Fu Yan's face turned red, his heart pounded, and the blood all over his body surged crazily as if it had been boiled.

"Are you done listening?"

Suddenly, a voice exactly like the one in the audio came into Fu Yan's ears.