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

The family dinner was good this time.

In Huo Yun's impression, Huo Jinfeng was still the same person before the car accident, so he was a little uncomfortable with his impatient and cold change.As for Yang Xiaoying, Yang Xiaoying's impression of him was not good.

The family looks harmonious and beautiful on the surface, but in fact they are just empty frames.

It was almost eight o'clock in the evening after dinner, Huo Jinfeng didn't want to stay any longer, so he left after saying a few words.Huo Boutonniere followed suit, she said she was going to rest early, but actually drove to a pub halfway, and said goodbye to Huo and Zhao.

Zhao Liuke sat in the car and meditated.

I feel that there is a crack in the road I have been walking steadily forward.

He never thought about what to do if Huo Jinfeng didn't want to treat his legs.

At first, he thought that the agreement had been signed, at least he solved the problem of Huo Jinfeng's inability to stand up.

But he said he didn't want to treat it.

Isn't all this back to the original point?

He was a little confused, staring at the bag on the back of the front seat with his eyes downcast, and didn't notice that Huo Jinfeng was looking at him in the rearview mirror.

Seeing him at a loss, he has panicked since hearing about his dead leg.

When Zhao Liuke got home, he went straight to the coffee table, sat on the sofa and poured water to drink. He didn't eat much salty food, but his mouth was/dry/tongue/dry with all the thoughts in his head, and he urgently needed something to moisten his throat and soothe his nerves.

Huo Jinfeng never left him from the corner of his eye, and asked, "Is there anything to eat?"

Zhao Liuke's eyes moved, but his body remained fixed in place.

There is nothing to eat on him.

His body was tense, and his fingers raised uncomfortably, as if he was hesitating about what to take.

Huo Jinfeng turned towards him and sat beside him.With one leg tilted on the sofa, she leaned slightly to look at him.

"Really not?"

Huo Jinfeng was like a big cat, approaching him with ease, as if his weakness had never existed.Zhao Liuke backed away seemingly calmly, until his back was pressed against the corner of the sofa.His gaze turned a small circle and returned to Huo Jinfeng's legs.

Huo Jinfeng made a new discovery.

Before, he always felt that Zhao Liuke's eyes seemed to be full of emotions, but they were well concealed, and he always lowered his eyes habitually, so he appeared calm and expressionless.

Now I find that it is true.

And Zhao Liuke also has a habit that he didn't realize. Even if he dodges, he will subconsciously follow him.

Huo Jinfeng stretched out his hand.

His finger is thin and long, with a big frame, hanging in the air like this, it's a bit pathetic.

Zhao Liuke: "You..."

Huo Jinfeng said: "Really not?" He lost his mind and curled up his fingers slowly, "Well, I don't..."

I don't eat.

Before he could finish his sentence, something was stuffed into his hand suddenly, and the sound of plastic paper rubbing against it was not small, and it was still a little prickly.

The young man who put down his things got up and left without hesitation for a moment, just leaving behind a sentence.

"Don't sit with your legs folded, it's not good for your legs, go to sleep."

When the other party went upstairs as if fleeing, Huo Jinfeng spread out his palm and looked at this...

Colorful fruit hard candies.

It can be seen everywhere on the street stalls. Merchants who promote seasonal sales like to put this kind of cheap and beautiful candy into exquisite gift boxes, and then buy a price that is twenty times higher than its cost.

He opened the paper and put the candy in his mouth.

His probing was going well.

Zhao Liuke does not reject physical contact, but it is more like protection, and he has no other thoughts about him at the moment.

It's just that he appeared abruptly, just like when they came to rescue him when they first met, and they were very careful. They regarded him as a glass man and held him in their hands for fear of breaking.

More than protecting...

It's almost like pampering.

He pressed the candy to his cheek with his tongue, letting the candy melt sweetly.

In the morning, Zhao Liuke was awakened by a movement on his finger.

The cold circle went up along his nervous middle/finger, and the size fit snugly on the finger/root.He realized something and didn't open his eyes.

The person next to the bed was not afraid of waking him up at all, and turned the angle of the circle with his hands quite leisurely.

Cold fingers brushed against his, then stroked the ring, put down his hand and left.

The door is closed.

Zhao Liuke was completely drowsy.

He opened his eyes and sat up, looking at the ring on his finger.

It was only at this time that he realized that he had been talking about his fiancé all day long, but it was only now that he had a real sense of this identity.

This ring is very low-key, it really feels like a circle.Small diamonds are dotted around the ring, and the inlays are delicate, not as eye-catching as a large inlay like a traditional wedding ring, it is restrained and elegant.

Zhao Liuke opened WeChat, looked at the red dot and Di Yun's dozens of messages that had never been passed, and flipped through them.

Di Yun knew about his wedding banquet, so he didn't bother him much before, but just told him to eat less.Immediately joining the group, Di Yun sent the planning form and recipes all at once, and explained the above plan quickly with a few voices that lasted more than a minute.

Zhao Liuke didn't click on the voice, but clicked five or six times to transfer to the text.

After so many days of recuperation and taking care of Huo Jinfeng, he didn't think about training, which was his negligence.

Zhao Liuke didn't meet Huo Jinfeng when he changed his clothes and went out, he expected to be in the study.

He knocked on the door and walked in.

Huo Jinfeng looked up from the document, and saw the young man wearing a crisp camel-colored long windbreaker, a simple round-neck sweater and trousers inside, only a well-curved collar exposed on the bottoming shirt, and Martin boots lined his legs straight and long, Dressed up for going out.

It's just holding a kettle in hand, which is a bit nondescript.

"morning."

Zhao Liuke came over to make him a cup of tea, and grasped the handle of the kettle with his fingers, revealing the ring on it without any concealment.

"Well, Auntie Rice has already been made, eat something before leaving." Huo Jinfeng withdrew his gaze.

"Okay, practice today, come back later."

"Ah."

This feeling became apparent when they greeted each other, Huo Jinfeng thought, this feeling of no connection...

Subconsciously want to hold him tightly.

When he arrived at the company, Di Yun was already waiting in the training room. He was very pleasantly surprised to see that he was handsome and well-dressed.

Di Yun came over to touch the material. He couldn't see the trademark, so he knew it was custom-made. The first sentence was concerned: "Is there nothing wrong with the Huo family? No one is embarrassing you, right? Seeing that you are so energetic, I feel relieved."

He hadn't seen anyone since that day when he separated from him at Zhao Liuke's house. Now that he was full of energy, radiant, and calm, he felt that this marriage was really miraculous. It actually changed a fragile person so much.

"Very good, thank you brother." Zhao Liuke shook his head, and had already looked at his agency when he came in.

He remembered that this brokerage company closed down due to poor management in the later stage, and the several groups and groups it held were so confused that they couldn't find the north, but it seems to be good at present, with venues and resources, it is already relatively competent and formal.

Di Yun asked about the life assistant, but Zhao Liuke refused again.

Zhao Liuke went to the locker room to change, and Di Yun followed him, sighing, "Why haven't you applied for that little assistant yet? They have signed the contract. Seeing that you don't respond, you have cried to me twice, don't you?" Make it hard for that kid."

"The contract signed by HR is not signed by me." Zhao Liuke frowned.

One of Di Yun's characteristics is that he likes to play the emotional card, sometimes it is an advantage, and occasionally it is also a disadvantage, such as now.

"I don't want it, arrange it for someone else." Zhao Liuke pulled the round neck sweater over his head, his voice was a little cold, "It's difficult for him, but it's not difficult for me? I live in Huo's house, what's the matter with following me every day? Being photographed Isn’t it the company that causes public opinion? I am the one who makes money, not him, and I want to recruit him if I want, Brother Di, is he your relative?”

Di Yun was right. This is indeed his aunt's son. He recommended someone to come here after asking him for help. At first, he thought that this child would be inconvenient, and it was a matter of both ends.

He vaguely felt that the Zhao Liuke in front of him had changed a bit, colder...but also more confident.

When he said just now that he was the one who made the money, Di Yun didn't feel anything wrong at all, even though this person is just a young [-]th-tier actor.

Just like the actor Huo Jinfeng who was once extremely confident and sharp.

Even a little married?

Di Yun froze on the spot, wanting to redeem something. He knew what he had done was wrong, but he couldn't bear to be embarrassed by what Zhao Liuke said, so he said, "Liuke, let's be good..."

Discuss it carefully and see if there is any room for redemption.

It's a pity that Zhao Liuke had already put on a loose T-shirt, sweatpants and sneakers, nodded distantly, and passed him by.

Manager, doing bad things with good intentions is stupid, and he should change. Now that he can't change, he can only let the other party mention it first.The emotional blows that Zhao Liuke is best at are alienation and cold violence.

He held the doorknob of the training room and opened the door, sighing a little inwardly.

The original body was too weak, and needed a higher status and strength, so that he wouldn't speak as lightly as he is now.

When he entered the practice room, he looked at the mirror on the entire wall in front of him. In the mirror, the young man with downcast eyes had already put all his negative emotions behind him, and naturally began to adjust his breathing.

He has practiced kung fu since he was a child. This body is not only his face, but also other parts are unexpectedly docile. It is simply... his own body.

He has no way to verify it now, so he has to let it go.

After warming up, he picked out the dances of this world, and he did a few sets of some chopping moves.

In his previous life, Zhao Liuke wanted to act well, and many characters in the play had various skills, so he learned a lot of various things, including the types of dances.

His excellent physical fitness and muscle memory make him very comfortable with this kind of learning, and he already looks good after a few simple repetitions.

In the near autumn, the panting and breathing in the practice room basically never stopped, and the comfortable and loose clothes were soaked with sweat, sticking to the young man's back.

He was wearing a black headband, and the accumulated sweat flowed down his temples.

Tireless practice, amazing willpower.

He just took a short break at noon and had a meal. He nodded when he met Di Yun, and didn't say much.

After training all morning, he drooped his eyes tiredly, and even took a nap directly in the training room.

When the alarm rang at four or ten minutes in the noon, he didn't know where it was for a while, he turned over in a daze, and fell directly from the bench, causing his back muscles to ache.

He stretched his body and got up from the ground, starting one set of basic exercises after another.

Let the body adapt to this intensity.

In the chairman's office of this brokerage company, Huo Jinfeng, who hadn't waited for anyone to come back for lunch, took the tea from the middle-aged man beside him, and looked at the real-time monitoring on the ipad.

It is the figure of youth training.

Ah Sang will pick you up in the evening.

Carrying his morning clothes in the bag, Zhao Liuke wore a sports sweater, pulled the hood tight, and plunged into the back seat of the Cadillac, sleeping in the dark.

This kind of life lasted for about two weeks, and they never met again. According to the standards of the previous life, Zhao Liuke tossed/tossed/got/dead/dead/lived/returned himself.

That night, he went back to his bedroom as usual, and he didn't become conscious until midnight.

The room was dark, and the hood of the sweater pressed against his neck, which was uncomfortable, so he moved his head.Muscles are still sore from intense training during the day.

He felt dully that there was someone lying beside him.

Before he could figure out who it was, the man leaned over, pressed his cheek, and kissed him deeply.

Zhao Liuke smelled the familiar smell of ancient wood.

what's the situation……

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The author has something to say: something is wrong with this chapter, please fix it tomorrow.

- 2020100917:55

Finished, locked for a long time today

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