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

Zhao Liuke went to shake his hand, embed his fingers between his fingers, and clenched tightly.

The family members were not all present, and a distant relative with a child was playing with a cannon, which fell to the ground and exploded.

The kitchen is underground, and the fume coming and going floats in the air, and the sound of iron pots being shaken can also be heard.

Lunch is eaten in the side hall.

Grandpa specially asked Shang Liu Ke to eat with him, and was led by the servant on the winding road without meeting anyone outside.

During the period, I asked him what he likes to eat and how he is doing recently. After Jinfeng got engaged, his whole person softened, so Zhao Liuke listened with a smile.

After Grandpa Huo asked, he also felt that he had mentioned Huo Jinfeng a little too much, and wanted to pat him on the shoulder apologetically, Zhao Liuke saw it, and took two steps forward to let him reach it.

The old man's curled fingers grabbed his arm.

Zhao Liuke smiled, lowered his head to meet his grandfather's gaze, and shook his head indifferently: "Grandpa, it's okay, I'm worried about him too."

When grandpa heard what he said, he frowned and gave him a slap, very hard, and scolded: "When you enter the door, you will be my grandson! They are all grandpa's treasures! Why do you always treat yourself as an outsider!"

Zhao Liuke was stunned by his beating, half of his arm was a little numb, and the hot temperature spread from the place where he was beaten, burning all the way to his eyes.

Grandpa patted him again: "You are not completely relying on the wind, why do you always want to give in? Treating you well is treating you well, child, you will cause big problems like this."

Zhao Liuke knew what his grandfather wanted to say, but he couldn't refute it. He didn't understand what the system was going to do, and he didn't know what would happen to him in the end.

He can't make promises, he can only make the person he wants to protect seem human.

After lunch, Huo Jinfeng read in the room for a while, and wanted to call him outside, Zhao Liuke asked him what he was doing.

Huo Jinfeng didn't answer him directly, put on his coat and said, "You'll know when you come, haven't you finished watching yet?"

Since he was not disabled, Zhao Liuke discovered that he had some rotten problems that showed his head.

For example, the burden of idols is extremely heavy.

Wearing a bread jacket seems to kill him. In the cold weather, he also wears a coat with an inner layer. If he doesn't spend much time outdoors, his hands and face will definitely be red from the cold.

Not only that, but it has gotten worse recently, and he has to stretch his hands into his neck when he comes back from the outside, causing Zhao Liuke to shrink back when he sees him approaching now.

Without him, this is a handsome iceman whose fingers are like ice sculptures.

Zhao Liuke was still watching a movie, it was made by a famous director, and now it was the climax, and he didn't even have time to answer his question, so he waved his hand.

Huo Jinfeng put on his clothes, but was completely ignored.

He raised his eyebrows, walked over and put his hand on his earlobe, his deep voice shook his lover's eardrum: "Okay, remember to come here."

Zhao Liuke just tilted his head, kissed him on the chin just in time, and rubbed against him perfunctorily, his eyes still did not leave the screen.

Huo Jinfeng walked with his wheelchair with a slight complaint.

Not long after, he had finished watching the movie, and when he looked up at the sky outside, it was already very dark.

Winter nights always come early, and it was just 05:30 when someone knocked on the door.

Zhao Liuke stood up and went to open the door. He thought it was Huo Jinfeng who came back, but it was actually a servant.

The visitor bowed to him and said to him, "Young Master Zhao, this way please, the old man is waiting for you."

Going from here to the main hall, there is a long corridor with wooden floors, and the bottom seems to be empty, and it is very interesting to walk.

Zhao Liuke followed the servant and walked inside without looking sideways.

The closer I got, the more I heard some small noises, followed by an angry roar from the old man.

"Old Lai, you!"

Zhao Liuke knocked on the door, and then pushed it away, hot air rushed towards his face, and his cold breath dissipated in the warmth.

The square wooden table directly opposite is larger than the ordinary mahjong table, and four people sit separately, creating a lively atmosphere.

The only woman in the field, with a highlighted golden ponytail raised high, golden earrings, lip gloss of the same color, and golden red eye shadow, looks like a walking sun lamp.

Her makeup is as bright as ever, and even her clothes are golden leather coats, tied up with a belt of the same color.

Seeing him coming in now, she put down the cards and greeted him with a hand studded with rhinestones: "Yo, Liu Ke is here."

——It’s not the same kind of manicure as when we met last time.

This is Huo Boutonniere.

The man sitting sideways with half of his face buried in his leather jacket wore a black earring and his iconic messy hair. When he turned his head, the earring flashed and he laughed: "Hello .”

It's Yang Haojie.

He is beyond Zhao Liuke's cognition here, and seeing the lively atmosphere of the card game, he is still the one who warms up.

The other person sitting sideways, with his neat waist and back outlined by his coat, leaned forward and was pressing his own cards.

He was the first to cast his gaze at the door, and now seeing Zhao Liuke looking at him, a smile appeared on his face with little expression.

But it's Huo Jinfeng.

The one with his back to Zhao Liuke was the old man, his eyes were fixed on the card at the moment, it was difficult to admit his failure, an old urchin.

The servant added a stool between the old man and Huo Jinfeng.

Zhao Liuke sat down along, and as soon as his hand touched the edge of the table, someone grabbed his wrist.

The man's hand went up, got into the cuff of his sweater, and stroked it lightly.

Huo Jinhua immediately made a sharp glance, "What are you doing Huo Jinfeng?"

This is the keen vision of a single dog.

Huo Boutonniere pushed her transparent frame without lenses.

Huo Jinfeng had no expression on his face, but his acquaintances knew that he was in a good mood. He held Zhao Liuke's hand, and looked back with a provocation that would not be noticeable if he wasn't a twin: "What?"

Like a peacock showing off its mate.

Yang Haojie silently grabbed the cuff of Huo Boutonniere who clenched his fists: "Sister, calm down, calm down."

Zhao Liuke clasped Huo Jinfeng's finger to prevent him from moving around before provoking Huo Boutonniere, and his smile never stopped.

He looked down and saw that there was a melee on the table, with dice, dice cups, poker, chess, and mahjong boxes unopened, and the rest were just red banknotes scattered around. It was impossible to see what was being played.

"It's a tradition in our family. We can play anything during the Chinese New Year. The first round is bridge, chess, blackjack, Dou Di Zhu and Big and Small, and from the second round onwards it's all mahjong. We played all afternoon, and now this I just finished fighting the landlord, and I'm ready to start comparing the size." Huo Boutonhua explained, "Ke Ke, how's your luck, if you're lucky, I'll hang out with you."

Zhao Liuke shook his head: "Not very good."

It also helps people buy the luck of winning twice in the lottery twice.

Hearing this, the old man turned his head and said angrily, "Liu Ke! Come on, help me suppress it! I don't believe they haven't cheated! These little devils know how to play tricks with adults!"

Zhao Liuke said with a smile: "Grandpa, let's sit in the manor, let's guess, you are the one who receives the money anyway."

Yang Haojie responded, and added: "Let's say it first, brother Jinfeng is the one with the most chips, and his ratio must be lower than ours."

After he finished speaking, he faced Zhao Liuke and smiled innocently and happily.

Only then was the grandfather satisfied, and nodded: "Grandpa is in the dealership, and he will definitely not let you lose money! Come on, big or small, there are chips in the drawer, it's over, all-in!"

Although he is old, he plays very well with the juniors.

Huo Jinfeng opened the drawer and pulled out the small drawer. It was full of chips, all of which said 100.

He collected the banknotes around him, counted them, counted out the chips corresponding to the price, and put those plastic discs into Zhao Liuke's hands.

"Take it to play, press whatever you want, if you win, you will be lucky."

Huo Boutonniere rolled her eyes: "Was lost?"

Zhao Liuke didn't expect their twins' usual way of getting along with each other to be like this. He was a little surprised, but also very funny, like watching two children snatching candy, smiling with a slight upturn of their eyes, with surprise shining in their eyes.

Huo Jinfeng looked down, unable to move his eyes away for a moment.

Press the size to start.

Huo Jinfeng was the last to press, and there were three dice in the dice cup.

Huo Boutonniere was too big, she could listen to the dice, Yang Haojie pressed whatever she pressed.

Huo Jinfeng's hand has already stretched out to the big side.

Zhao Liuke cut him halfway, pressed his hand and moved back, shook his head at him with serious eyes.

"What are you doing? Don't bend the law for personal gain. I'm still watching—"

Yang Haojie chuckled, shaking his hair, pointing and said, "One more off-court foreign aid, Brother Lingfeng, you have to lower your ratio."

Huo Jinfeng didn't hesitate: "It doesn't matter, I'll be young and let grandpa earn more."

Huo Biaohua nodded at him from the air, and said to Zhao Liuke: "This guy is very reasonable, and he thinks that he is absolutely right, but it's a pity that he is very unlucky."

Finally won.

Even if the magnification is small, it is the one that wins the most.

It was rare for Huo Biaohua to get it wrong, and she took the money out of the wallet with a sullen face, and sighed: "I miscalculated, I didn't expect Liuke to be so lucky."

She sighed for a long time, and asked seriously: "Liu Ke, next time you are about the big koi, can you talk about it earlier?"

Yang Haojie leaned back with a smile.

Huo Jinfeng took Zhao Liuke to the guest room under the pretext of intermission.

The heating in the room was not turned on, and the air was slightly cool.

His warm breath is the only heat source approaching Zhao Liuke around here.

Zhao Liuke took two steps back in a daze, and was kissed twice on the cheek by him, but he didn't understand the source of his emotions.

Some of his behaviors are very straightforward, but he is always slow to react when making out with people.

"What's wrong?"

He asked in between kisses, and was bitten by Huo Jinfeng.

"I won, happy."

Huo Jinfeng's eyes were astonishingly bright, he brushed his lips against his chin and kissed his neck, and added: "Smile more, you had a nice smile just now."

Zhao Liuke paused, looked down at him, and reached out to touch his face: "Just now...?"

There was no light in the room.

Huo Jinfeng held his hand and kissed his palm again, his hot lips seemed to scald him, and said: "Just now when you laughed at me and Boutonniere."

His eyes were full of love, mixed with full of pride, and he gave him the rare enthusiasm, and said in his mouth.

"My lucky star, please smile more."

"Okay?"