After a career fan marries a disabled actor[Transmigration Book]

The fork poked Zhao Liuke's palm and fell to the ground.

Not only did the man not stop, but he continued to say: "What are you in charge of?! It's fine to feed people, why don't you have the strength, what if you poke my brother Jinfeng with a fork? Just wink!"

Zhao Liuke didn't intend to answer. He didn't know whether it was the custom-made clothes on his body or what kind of illusion his movements gave the other party, so that he was a waiter as soon as he came up.

Ah Sang just went to take a pee, and now he heard the long series of spikes when he came back. Looking at the expressions of the boss and his wife, he made a decisive decision and asked, "Are your hands okay? Do you want ice cubes?"

The man snorted, as if he was completely unaware of his pampering.

He even thought that Ah Sang was worried that he would get hurt if he slapped the opponent's hand, so he folded his arms calmly and waved his hands generously: "It's okay, Ah Sang, you are still so good at taking care of others, so you just slapped him." , how could she be so delicate..."

But I didn't think about it, Asangli ignored him——

Go straight to Zhao Liuke.

Ah Sang raised Zhao Liuke's open hand - it was scratched with a fork, and there was only a not so obvious white mark, and said, "I'll get you the spray."

The man froze in place.

Zhao Liuke hadn't been so angry for a long time, he shook his head coldly, looked around: "No need."

The guests have entered the hall one after another. The temperature has dropped a lot recently. Naturally, they will not wear a lot when they come to the dinner, so they all go to the warm hall. At this moment, except for the waiters who are walking around to deal with the leftover tables, and a few people who keep looking at each other Watchers, no one else.

Huo Jinfeng clicked twice on the touchpad next to him, connected to the butler, "Send the guests into the house."

The old butler in a banquet tuxedo came out of the hall in a hurry, and invited those who wanted to watch the fun into the room.

They looked regretful.

With a wave of iron hand, Ah Sang easily pushed the man away, and then pushed Huo Jinfeng back to Zhao Liuke.

Zhao Liuke lowered his eyes and looked at Huo Jinfeng. He himself was still angry, but he smiled abruptly when he met Huo Jinfeng's eyes that also suppressed his anger.

He smiled undisguisedly, showing his perfect white teeth.

Then he turned around abruptly and threw a punch right in the man's face!

The man didn't have any defenses, this hard and heavy punch made him hallucinate to hear the sound of his nose breaking!

He was directly thrown half of his body by the huge force, staggered back two steps, his head was buzzing, he couldn't stabilize, and he sat on the ground directly!

He covered his bleeding nose, raised his head in disbelief, and screamed, "You, how dare you...do this to me!!"

While speaking, his face was contorted due to the pain, and he didn't have the chicness that annoyed the two of them by striding forward just now.

"Why don't I dare?" Zhao Liuke smiled softly, "Who are you? How dare you let me take the blame and resign?"

His swift punch just now seemed to be an illusion in other time and space.

Now the young man is tall and tall, lowering his eyes to look at the embarrassed chicken on the ground.

The colorful makeup of this flower chicken is almost completely out of shape at the moment.

His hands were as unbelievable as his master's, trembling and crawling across half of his master's face, dutifully wiping the blood from his nose back to his master's face, looking miserable.

"Who is rude?" Zhao Liuke asked again, he had already remembered who this person was, "Zhan Mumu, I have strength, if you didn't rush out rashly, I wouldn't drop my fork."

He took a step forward, squatted down and smiled in front of Zhan Mumu who was lying on the ground.

His bones are very good, and his facial features are well-rounded and comfortable, but now his smile does not reach his eyes, and his smile is not smiling.

Zhan Mumu was frozen in place by this question, and looked over his shoulder to see Huo Jinfeng who was sitting in a wheelchair with a pale face.

Yeah... who is he... If it wasn't for relatives and friends, it wouldn't be possible to be here.

Even today's invitation was asked by his brother, Zhan Mumu, who was begging for nothing. Zhan Qi was so glib that he would not give it until he threatened him with the password of his bank card.

Who is this guy?

His brain, which had been stunned by the punch, had only now come to life. He saw that the young man was wearing a suit similar in style to Huo Jinfeng, only with a different color.

This... no way...

In this situation... only Huo Jinfeng's fiancé, who was said to be poor and miserable...

Before he had time to be surprised, the young man turned around and lowered his head to touch the man's forehead intimately.

Zhan Mumu, the younger brother of Huo Jinfeng's friend Zhan Qi, has a lot of admiration for Huo Jinfeng.

In the original book, after he knew that Huo Jinfeng couldn't stand up, this Zhan Mumu never came to show his hospitality again. He was regarded as cannon fodder, just a small supporting role to set off Huo Jinfeng's temperament.

It’s like this again, as if disability can determine a person’s life, everything around him is far away from him, he can only stay where he is, unable to move, and unable to grasp anything.

Only when you enter the book can you feel the helpless pain.

Just like when Zhan Mumu dragged Huo Jinfeng over with all his brute force just now, he was powerless to fight back.

Zhao Liuke was fixing his cuffs when he was waiting for Zhan Mumu to answer the question, but now he was in a slump, so he stopped and stood up, facing Huo Jinfeng.

He leaned down, and his trembling hand fell on his ear: "I'm sorry..."

He seemed to be touching a fragile object, his hands didn't touch him at all, they were just outside.

Huo Jinfeng raised his head, his voice was very soft, with a little smile: "Why do you apologize?"

At this time, he turned out to be a normal, happy, ordinary person.

"I...you were dragged away by him...I didn't stop..." Zhao Liuke bowed his head.

They were so close together that their foreheads almost touched.Because of the movement, one leg of the young man knelt on the wheelchair, touching his leg.

Huo Jinfeng saw the young man in front of him, who was always calm and clear, filled with self-blame.

"I clearly, I clearly want you to be well, don't be angry..."

His throat trembled because of emotion, he couldn't speak, he was a little suffocated, and he swallowed hard twice before speaking.

"No, great job."

Huo Jinfeng raised his hand and placed it on Zhao Liuke's neck.

Since his disability, his body temperature has been low on a daily basis. It was only the end of September at this time, and his hands and feet were already cold.

Zhao Liuke felt as if a piece of crushed ice had been placed on his neck.

"Look at me." Huo Jinfeng tilted his head and bumped his forehead. The young man didn't dodge and raised his head obediently.

"I'm very good."

There was teasing in his eyes, and it was rare for him to make a joke.

"You're so close, don't you want to kiss me? Huh? Fiance."

Because of the close distance, and because of the action just now, he leaned forward. Looking at it now, it really looks like he wants to come and kiss him.

Zhao Liuke snapped his fingers and avoided him.

The young man walked away with the fragrance of flowers all over his body.

Zhan Mumu didn't speak for a long time, the corners of his mouth were still bleeding, and the T-zone of his entire face was in pain, he could even feel the itchiness of the warm blood flowing down from the nasal tube.

Just now, a servant took advantage of Huo Jinfeng's lack of time to raise his eyes, and stuffed him with a piece of paper to block the blood.

He even forgot to stop the bleeding, seeing Huo Jinfeng's intimate movements, he was completely dumbfounded.

He has been secretly in love for so long...and then chased him for so long...there is no trace of Huo Jinfeng, who is here to comfort this man today...

It turns out that Huo Jinfeng also comforts people?

Huo Jinfeng's deep voice sounded in front of him.

"Ah Sang, you made two mistakes today."

Asan: "Yes."

"First, poor care."

Ah Sang bowed deeply: "It's my subordinate's dereliction of duty."

"second……"

The man dragged the second one hastily and slowly, and the cold light in his eyes approached Zhan Mumu, which shocked him who was dizzy due to excessive blood loss.

"The name is wrong."

"What's the name for Liu Ke?"

Huo Jinfeng narrowed his eyes.

He just wanted to try it out with Zhao Liuke, there was no need for anyone else.

Ah Sang still lowered his head: "It should be Madam."

"This month's salary has been deducted."

Asan: "Yes."

Zhan Mumu was struck by lightning.

This, how is this possible? !

Huo Jinfeng really treats this little star as a baby like the rumors? !

When Zhan Qi received the call to pick up Zhan Mumu, he had a splitting headache. He cursed on the phone, but he still defended himself.

"This time Mumu is ignorant." With a toothache, Zhan Qi pulled up Zhan Mumu, who was sitting numbly on the sofa in the lounge after removing makeup and wiping his face with a bruised nose and swollen face, and apologized to Huo Jinfeng, "Don't be angry. , I promise there will be no next time."

Huo Jinfeng waved his hands and didn't care much: "It's just a few liquidated damages."

Grass.

Zhan Qi didn't touch Huo Jinfeng's bad luck, and nodded to Zhao Liuke - he understood, this is the one who should apologize: "I'm sorry, my brother has a problem with his head, I'll take it home and treat it. "

He said and put down a gift box: "Let's apologize."

Zhan Mumu is like a chick, not daring to breathe.

Zhao Liuke waved his hand to indicate that it's okay, and the corners of Zhan Kai's mouth twitched.

Isn't it all right? Your punch was not light.

But when he really went to touch Zhan Mumu's face, he realized that there was nothing else but pain and confusion. It was obviously a lesson, and no one saw it, obviously it was Huo Jinfeng's intention.

It seems that Mumu is completely out of play.

Zhan Qi brought him into the Maybach, and when he started the car, he heard Zhan Mumu finally couldn't help it, burst out a violent sob sound abruptly.

"elder brother--"

With snot and tears, he sat in the co-pilot and cried in embarrassment.Zhan Qi could only rub his hair, persuading him, "What do you like about Huo? I've never seen anyone with a worse temper than him."

"I feel," Zhan Mumu choked, "I feel that if you are that kind of person, if, if you have someone you like, you will definitely feel pain to death, that kind of feeling, you must be very happy..."

"We lack that little love from him?" Zhan Qi rolled his eyes, "What's the matter, do you think the amount of 20 yuan transferred through the APP is not enough, or the bank card that brother gave you is not enough?"

Only then did Zhan Mumu smile through his tears.

"Besides," Zhan Qi went on to poke Zhan Mumu's heart, "What do you call that pursuit? Huo Jinfeng doesn't lack for anything, so you just force yourself to buy something you don't like. Heap some or nothing, brother is really ashamed of you, are you chasing people? Not raising dolls? He uses you to raise them? You just want to make him look good, right?"

Zhan Mumu muttered in a low voice: "But it's really good-looking...he's an actor...he's an actor..."

Zhan Qi couldn't hold back, raised his leg and gave him a kick.

Zhan Mumu shut up.

Zhan Qi held the steering wheel with one hand and propped up his arms to think about things.Zhan Mumu was at the side and had already fallen asleep. He lost a lot of blood today - he had a little nosebleed and felt sleepy naturally.

Huo Jinfeng likes people...

That is really a terrible thing to think about, today's matter...

He remembered Huo Jinfeng's tentative eyes when he was watching the live broadcast when he was at the company a few days ago.

Just by trying, he can protect his shortcomings to such an extent, which is much more powerful than his famous one.

Zhao Liuke...

Zhan Qi silently lit a piece of wax, thinking that sooner or later this person will be a miserable person.

When the lights came on, in the manor, the owner, whom he had not seen for a long time, opened the door.