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

Huo Minzheng did not answer her question, but silently held her wrist.

Fu Yan felt a sour and bitter taste in her heart, and she subconsciously broke away.

Just as Cao Fang opened the car door, she was put into the trunk, and then the door slammed shut, and Huo Mingzheng sat next to her.

Cao Fang had the foresight to raise the partition of the car and separate the front and rear rows into two independent spaces.

Seeing that she was about to get out of the car, the man tightened his fingers and said, "What, you still want to drink and drive?"

"You drank my glass of wine, but I didn't drink it." Fu Yan shook his hand away violently, and there was a sound of the center console falling, and the car door was completely locked.

"Is it?"

Huo Minzheng smiled lowly, reached out and clasped the back of her neck, pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and grabbed her lips, pried open her clenched teeth, and attacked the city, sweeping the land.

The Peace Hotel has the most fragrant old wine, and it was the old wine that was served at the banquet tonight. Fu Yan knew it tasted good when he smelled it, but he didn't drink it.

At this moment, the man's lips and tongue were entangled with the mellow fragrance, not giving her a chance to refuse, and he was saturating her domineeringly.

Huo Minzheng's breath was heavy, and he slowly let go of her. His eyes passed over the lips that were a little red and swollen from his kiss. His eyes dimmed, and he grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her again.

Fu Yan dodged in time, Huo Minzheng's warm lips fell on her cheek, and his hot breath blew out, making the hairs on her hair stand on end.

Both of them were breathing erratically, the man was confused and infatuated, and Fu Yan was furious.

She pushed him away hard and looked angrily at the neon lights and traffic outside the car window.

The car stopped at an old street. Fu Yan was familiar with this place. There was a porridge shop here, owned by a Guangcheng native. She and Ji Lin often came here when Ji Lin was not an athlete.

Later, after graduation and working, she would come here to drink porridge occasionally.

Huo Minzheng opened the door and got out of the car. When he saw her sitting inside, he said, "Get out of the car."

"Why did you bring me here? The prince of the Huo family also followed other people's example and paid a private visit in disguise?"

Huo Mingzheng ignored her rude teasing, "Didn't you eat something? Come down."

Fu Yan clenched his fingers.

She got out of the car slowly and found that the entrance to the previously bustling alley was extremely deserted. An idea flashed through her mind, and she felt it was extremely ridiculous.

Huo Mingzheng couldn't possibly know this store.

He never came.

She never mentioned it in front of him.

But Huo Mingzheng led her inside, and the further she walked, the more panicked she became, because she was so familiar with this road, and there was only a food shop at the end of the alley.

The lights at the end of the alley are dim, and there is a light box on the wall outside the shop, with the words Wang Ji Porridge Shop. The lamp bead of "Ki" is broken and has not been on for a long time.

It turned out that all the customers in the store had been emptied, and two bodyguards in black suits were guarding the entrance of the store.

Fu Yan was stunned.

You don't need to think about it to know that it's Huo Mingzheng's person.

Ten minutes ago, the customers in the store were drinking porridge. Suddenly, several tall and burly men in black suits came into the store.

The guests were so frightened that they thought someone was going to cause trouble. As a result, the men in suits and leather shoes were very gentlemanly and politely gave the guests at each table amazing consumption coupons and reimbursed the money for tonight's porridge.

Zuirenjian is not something that ordinary people can afford, and the other party sends high-value consumption coupons. Everyone doesn't like the pie-in-the-sky thing, and the curses on the lips suddenly turned into smiles.

Who needs to drink porridge when you can go to the drunken world to play?

Only the landlady was frightened, thinking that she had offended some important person who shouldn't be offended. There were footsteps at the door, until she saw Fu Yan.

Fu Yan has been here many times, and she is very good-looking. The landlady has become a mature person after chatting with her a few times.

She breathed a sigh of relief, "Beautiful girl, what are you doing?"

Fu Yan apologized in Cantonese, "I'm sorry, Aunt Wang, I scared you."

Aunt Wang waved her hand, looked at Huo Minzheng who was following Fu Yan in shock, and stroked her chest, "Stop talking, I thought this was just a gangster. Pretty girl, are you okay?"

She whispered: "Do you want me to call the police for you?"

It turned out that she mistakenly thought that Fu Yan had offended some big shot. Fu Yan felt warm and shook his head. In order to eliminate the boss's wife's fear, he explained, "That's my brother."

Then, she said awkwardly: "My brother..."

She pointed to her brain and said, "His brain is not very good and there is something wrong with it. Don't be afraid."

It turned out to be one of our own.

The landlady breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Huo Mingzheng with sympathy.

Such a handsome guy has something wrong with his brain.

What a pity, God is jealous of talents.

Huo Mingzheng glanced over coldly, and the landlady was frightened. Fu Yan said that he had a bad mind, so he shouldn't wait to hit him, right?

He looked at Fu Yan condescendingly. He couldn't understand Guangcheng dialect, "What did you say?"

Fu Yan looked frank, "Say you are my brother, tell her not to be afraid."

Huo Minzheng glanced at her suspiciously.

The landlady was afraid of him and quickly asked Fu Yan what he wanted to eat.

Fu Yan ordered a piece of fish porridge. She looked back at Huo Mingzheng. She didn't know how to behave. "What do you eat?"

"I won't eat." The man said indifferently.

Fu Yan knew that he didn't eat anything in the restaurant, and he also knew that he was picky about the environment here. "Don't underestimate this place. It's hidden away in the city. Real delicious food is often found in these streets and alleys."

Huo Minzheng was still indifferent.

"Then shall I order it for you?" Fu Yan asked tentatively.

He finally relented, "Whatever."

Fu Yan turned around and said to the proprietress: "Beef porridge is raw, no coriander, no green onions."

Behind her, Huo Minzheng's eyes were deep.

Fu Yan chose a seat in the back and sat down. Huo Minzheng stood opposite her. Cao Fang took out two pieces of paper, wiped the stool, then wiped the table, and then took out two more pieces of paper and spread them on the stool.

Huo Mingzheng sat down.

Fu Yan resisted the urge to roll his eyes, stood up and went to the boiling bucket next to him to get the boiling water. He returned to his seat, took out two pairs of chopsticks and a spoon, scalded them with boiling water, and then handed them to Huo Mingzheng.

His mysophobia is not usually serious, but in such an environment, the dignity of the young master is immediately exposed.

The landlady brought two bowls of casserole porridge, and the heat hit his face. Huo Minzheng stepped in front of Fu Yan.

The landlady smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, you won't be able to burn your sister."

She placed the fish fillet porridge in front of Fu Yan and the raw beef porridge in front of Huo Mingzheng. She whispered to Yan, "Your brother is very handsome."

Fu Yan just wanted to laugh. Huo Minzheng didn't like to hear people compliment him on his looks. If he knew that the boss's wife praised him for being handsome, he would definitely make a bad face.

"What did she say?" Huo Minzheng looked at her.

Fu Yan held the spoon and still looked calm: "She told me to be careful about burning it."

She took a slow sip of the porridge.

Huo Minzheng on the other side spoke slowly: "She called me handsome, I understand."