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

"what?"

The touch on his lips was gone as soon as he touched it, and Zhao Liuke felt that he had licked a mouthful of marshmallow.He doesn't like sweets, but he doesn't resist.Because the piece of marshmallow just stayed on the corner of his lips for a while, and then left without leaving any sugar residue.

Huo Jinfeng rested his fingers on his lips and said, "His surprise was originally for you."

Zhao Liuke didn't believe it: "Then why didn't you tell me..."

"That's no surprise."

"But now I also know that there will be surprises."

"But you don't know when."

"Okay." The drunk compromised, he was too drunk to turn around, he stopped asking weird questions, and looked at him with misty eyes for a long time.

"You, Huo Jinfeng...? Why are you here?"

Only now recognize him.

Huo Jinfeng really smiled this time, he frowned, his complexion has improved a lot recently, with such a smile, he is healthy and handsome, and his sharp facial features have softened a lot.

"Smiling like this is...pretty." Zhao Liuke Jiuzhuang was cowardly, pointing, "Usually...with a sullen face. It's not good-looking."

"How do you look good?"

"I don't like Lu Ming...it's good not to be caught by Yang Xiaoying's son...otherwise...dead...it's even uglier..."

Huo Jinfeng was stunned, his eyes were complicated, he picked up the lightest question and asked, he already had a prototype in his mind, and asked, "How do you know I'm going to die?"

"It's all written in the book..." Drunk Cat complained that he asked such a simple question, "Don't like him..."

Zhao Liuke learned about him through a book, and the ending in the book was that he would die because of Lu Ming.

Then he also knew about self-mutilation from the book?

That makes sense.

Huo Jinfeng lowered his voice: "No."

Lu Ming, that traffic star, if Zhao Liuke hadn't participated in this show, he wouldn't have known about him.

He smiled, "What about you?"

"What...?" Zhao Liuke asked in a daze.

"like me?"

"..."

Zhao Liuke lowered his head and rested his head on Huo Jinfeng's knee.

Huo Jinfeng's leg nerves are always a little blunt, so when Zhao Liuke came up, he didn't feel it.

But his focus was very small, and he only pressed against it lightly, and soon became uncomfortable, and his head was about to turn to one side.

Zhao Liuke frowned and looked at his legs, moved his body forward, put his chin on his thigh, and let out a satisfied hum.

This time the feeling became obvious.

Brian asked him to move his legs more and make contact, which was considered a wrong hit.

The living room clock rang dully.

Two in the morning.

Zhao Liuke's eyes seemed to be clear for a moment.

The drunk cat shook its ears, and the human reached out to touch him and found that he was asleep.

Zhao Liuke woke up in the morning and was still a little confused when he sat up. This was not his room and there was no one around him.

As soon as the phone was turned on, it was eleven o'clock at noon.

They made good progress yesterday, and today the crew rested.

He was drunk yesterday, and there were only fragments in his mind, but he clearly remembered that he was going to drag Huo Jinfeng to sign someone... Finally fell asleep with his lap on his head...

He was awkward in place, clutching the quilt.

The bathroom door opened, and Huo Jinfeng came out neatly, with his sleeves raised a little above his forearms.

Revealing his ugly, round signature written in a marker.

Zhao Liuke bit the bullet, felt drowsy, and asked hesitantly, "...I wrote it?"

Still have to do one last struggle.

Thick and round, followed by a love heart of the same size...

Huo Jinfeng glanced indifferently, "Well, did you sleep well?"

Zhao Liuke jumped down, stepped on the blanket on the ground, and couldn't find his slippers for a long time.

He wanted to ask, but met Huo Jinfeng's gaze.

"You came in barefoot yesterday." Huo Jinfeng smiled faintly in his eyes.

Zhao Liuke was stunned.

Huo Jinfeng said: "Don't drink next time, I went crazy drunk in the middle of the night last night."

Zhao Liuke asked with a blank face: "What did I...do?"

Huo Jinfeng dropped the bomb, raised his eyelids and jokingly said, "I don't want to go to sleep, hug me and say I like me, and I want to sign for me."

"No, no...?" Zhao Liuke rolled his Adam's apple.

I'm already so flustered, what else can I do?

In fact, more than that, but can he say it?

Said he is as clingy as a drunk cat, so cute?

Or is it silly and a bit stupid that he thinks about him living well even when he is drunk?

Huo Jinfeng shook his head, "It's gone."

Zhao Liuke breathed a sigh of relief, then as if he had just heard what he said, the base of his ears turned red suddenly, and he concealed it clumsily: "I'm going to wash up."

Huo Jinfeng turned his face sideways, and said, "Yes."

"Go out to play?"

After dinner, Zhao Liuke insisted on washing off the signature on his arm, but Huo Jinfeng refused to let him, distracting him with other things.

Zhao Liuke was holding the soap, and the heat in his ears was about to come up again, begging for mercy: "Soon, it will fall off after washing, go after washing."

"No." Huo Jinfeng held his hands behind his back, with a rare stubbornness, "It doesn't matter if you wear long sleeves."

"It's not good-looking," Zhao Liuke burst out with idol burden, "It's too ugly."

"It was you who said you would sign for me." Huo Jinfeng flatly refused, "Drunken talk counts, if you don't want to do this again, don't drink."

Only then did Zhao Liuke realize that he still minded that he drank yesterday.

He drooped his head, like an obedient animal trained by his master, so he could only agree, "Okay."

Ah Sang works 365 days a year, this is the real social animal.

Zhao Liuke watched Ah Sang driving over, and Huo Jinfeng pointed to a shopping mall.

There are few people in the mall.The turtleneck sweater Zhao Liuke was wearing covered half of his handsome face.Huo Jinfeng didn't wear anything. This is the business circle he invested in. I heard that he will come today. Except for those who are strolling inside, no one who comes outside will be allowed to enter. The place is cleared.

Huo Jinfeng was pushed forward by Asang, Zhao Liuke bowed his head and said something to him from time to time.

When they walked into the store, special personnel came out from the store, Zhao Liuke picked out some clothes, Huo Jinfeng nodded, and there were three meanings in his eyes——

take this away,

That one takes a set,

All those next to it.

Zhao Liuke thought he had taken one, but Huo Jinfeng basically took down the entire wall.

They went in empty-handed, came out empty-handed, packed their things separately, and took them home at night.

Huo Jinfeng saw Brian who was out shopping.

What a coincidence.

He drove the wheelchair away without saying a word. Sure enough, when Brian saw him from a distance, he started to greet him: "Huo, how are you?"

Huo Jinfeng was afraid that he would meet Zhao Liuke, and he would miss out about the treatment of his legs, so he simply chatted with him, and walked in the opposite direction: "Brian, I..."

In the next shop, Lu Ming, who was wearing big sunglasses covering half of his face, frowned and muttered, "What are you doing, was Huo Jinfeng so fickle in his last life? Zhao Liuke is too pitiful. The system locks on Huo Jinfeng, scumbag!" Can I use the male bad luck card?"

The cold voice of the system is as usual: "The scumbag card needs to be identified by the system. The current actions taken by the target do not constitute the behavior of a scumbag. Please be safe and calm the host."

Zhao Liuke was interrupted by a sudden voice in his head, he raised his head from the shelf, and sure enough, Huo Jinfeng had walked away from the tall European and American man.

His originally empty palm was suddenly clenched.

Zhao Liuke took two strides to follow, and then stopped, just in time to bump into Lu Ming who locked his position and wanted to come over to inform him.

"Did you see it? Is that your boyfriend?" Lu Ming looked at his terrifying expression and grabbed him, fearing that he would do something that he would regret suddenly.

Zhao Liuke was silent.

If he doesn't speak, Lu Ming will take him as the default.He was in high spirits today, as if he wanted to give advice on other people's love and do his best: "He is so indifferent to you, and he is so close to others. Bye bye, bye bye, the next one will be better? You don't like The one who wronged himself?"

Zhao Liuke wanted to say that Huo Jinfeng still laughed today, but it was obviously not convincing. He calmed down and sighed to convince himself, then he heard Lu Ming say again: "You haven't done it, have you? Huo Jinfeng's paralysis is reasonable he does not--"

Zhao Liuke covered his mouth.

He helplessly stopped him from saying the next sentence, and explained: "It's really not very cold, what can I ask of others with my character? And he is really good to me, I use his food , Teacher Lu. Don’t worry, I’m doing fine.”

"Lu Ming, call me Lu Ming!" Lu Ming managed to break free from his hand.

He escaped from Chu Zhen's grasp, he was so happy that he was jumping up and down, and he even spoke with a bit of arrogance in the past few days, like a beautiful pet cat with teeth and claws.

He corrected Zhao Liuke dissatisfiedly, "Zhao Liuke, you are a very special person, you can be regarded as a friend anyway, and I feel uncomfortable listening to Teacher Lu. If you say that, I can't help it, but if you have anything in the future, you can always come to me. The rich family has stayed for a long time. Many people have mental illnesses, so don’t feel bad about yourself, someone with the surname Chu is not good, and running away is the kingly way when you meet such a person.”

Zhao Liuke glanced calmly over his abdomen.

Can't see anything yet.

Knowing that Lu Ming meant well, he nodded dumbfoundedly, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Are you going to the tonic counter just now? No need, I'll take you to the supermarket downstairs to buy some ingredients for cooking porridge, right? Good health."

"Hey, how do you know!" Lu Ming smiled, "I'm going to—vomit—"

He was recalling some porridge that pregnant women could eat, and the other party's sudden vomiting made Zhao Liuke reflexively stroke his back, leading him to the bathroom.

"I'm fine, you don't have to—vomit—"

Zhao Liuke laughed invisibly, without leaving his hand: "Is it all right? Spit first and then talk."

Huo Jinfeng had just prevaricated Mr. Brian and said goodbye to him.Brian lived in China not long ago and was curious about many things, so Huo Jinfeng asked Ah Sang to help.

As a result, he turned his head, and when he came back, he saw Zhao Liuke half-supporting and half-carrying a person into the toilet.

He clearly heard himself "tsk".

"Ah Sang," Huo Jinfeng said as unemotionally as possible, "take me there."

Ah Sang stopped bringing cereal to Dr. Brian.

The boss is angry.

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The author has something to say: After finishing writing, I found out that Shura was to blame.

There will be another update tomorrow, we will be together soon, rush!

——2020101717:38