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

"I'm obviously smiling..."

Zhao Liuke frowned, grabbed his shoulder with one hand, and accepted his invasion of his space——

He is always like this, infinitely tolerant to himself, without saying a single serious word.Huo Jinfeng thought.

This will only make Huo Jinfeng face up to his desire to test his bottom line again and again.

He despises this kind of inferiority, but because the object is Zhao Liuke, he loves it.

They had made a fuss, and Zhao Liuke didn't want to be seen by his grandfather, so he insisted on suppressing it until his breathing was normal.

Huo Jinfeng hugged him, his breathing had already eased, and he stuck to him inseparably, saying: "Obviously I can help you."

"You..." Zhao Liuke seemed shocked by his shamelessness, and asked, "Do you still remember where this is?"

The shock in his tone was so obvious that Huo Jinfeng laughed silently when he followed him.

Zhao Liuke pushed him to stand up.

Huo Jinfeng retreated obediently, his body full of strength stretched in this movement.

Zhao Liuke stood there watching his movements, and asked a question he always wanted to ask: "Where do you find the time to exercise?"

As he spoke, he lifted up his clothes, pressed his hands on the abdomen, touched up along the waistline, and said to himself: "How does this look like a disabled person who can't stand up?"

The muscles are strong and elastic.

Huo Jinfeng raised his eyebrows, his thick eyebrows became brighter, and he approached him.

"Can I be coquettish?"

"How old are you?" Zhao Liuke gave him a strange look, but still pampered him, and remedied him, "Huo Jinfeng, don't you act like a baby less often?"

That's what it means to be okay.

He seldom calls Huo Jinfeng by his full name, usually he is called Huo Jinfeng.

Occasionally being forced to call me brother on the bed, I wanted to give him a kick.

But he was stuck in a critical place, and if he yelled at the loss of power and humiliation, the shy red would spread from the neck to the roots of the ears.

Huo Jinfeng likes to watch this the most.

In terms of mental age, he was several years older than Huo Jinfeng, and Huo Jinfeng called him if he wanted to. He didn't expect to suffer such grievances because of his appearance.

The more Zhao Liuke thought about it, the more he felt ashamed, and he didn't want to hear any more acting like a baby, so he left his partner and walked out.

Going outside, the more lively it feels.

This room is on the first floor, so I didn't feel like I was in the room.

There are fireworks going off outside.

There is a fireworks display in the city these days, starting on time at [-]:[-] p.m. Before the start, put some appetizers every half an hour and fry them a few times.

He opened the door just in time to see the fireworks in full bloom in the sky, his tone was rarely excited, and his tone was all rising: "Laifeng, let's watch the fireworks."

Zhao Liuke's eyes reflected bright fireworks.

Huo Jinfeng was sitting in a wheelchair, now approaching him with soft eyes, and holding his hand.

Grandpa was missing someone, so naturally he couldn't play. He stood on the railing on the second floor and looked down. He smiled very satisfied when he saw the two children watching the fireworks.

The family banquet in the evening was full of people. Counting each house and room, there were 40 to [-] people.

A long table sits from the beginning to the end, and the dishes are served on the floor one by one. The Huo family always divides meals when they have dinner together, and the western style is the most convenient.

Grandpa said a few New Year's greetings, and everyone followed suit, and the family dinner began.

Huo Jinfeng paused visibly when the foie gras was served.

Huo Jinfeng, Huo Boutonniere and the others are immediate family members, sitting close to grandpa.

Grandpa knew he was a picky eater, so he took a special look at the foie gras when it came up.

I obviously told the kitchen, but we still went together, maybe there were too many people and I didn't take care of it.

He was about to ask the servant to take the dish away——

I saw Zhao Liuke glanced at Huo Jinfeng from the corner of his eye, frowned and complained, brought it over with ease, and ate it by himself.

And Huo Jinfeng had no objection when he saw his movements, he stretched out his hand as if to touch his ears, but Zhao Liuke raised his wrist and tapped him with the tail of his chopsticks.

Zhao Liuke said something, with a serious expression on his face.

Look at the mouth shape, it is:

Are you a child?Eat well.

When Huo Jinfeng and Zhao Liuke were together, his coldness disappeared without a trace, and his small expressions could even be said to be rich.

Now he was rejected by his lover, regretfully withdrew his hand, and scooped up a sip of soup to drink.

Grandpa let go of his hand, and was stunned for a rare moment, feeling a huge stone in his heart fall to the ground.

His little grandson has been smart since he was a child, and he is particularly keen because of family reasons.

When he was disabled, the psychiatrist made it clear that several months of psychological intervention was useless to him, and he could only play some weak auxiliary role, almost nothing.

Huo Jinfeng was so young that everyone was afraid that he would fail, but they did not expect to fail.

This is grandpa's favorite little grandson. He owns hundreds of millions of dollars, but he can't restore a man who is on the verge of mental breakdown.

Huo Jinfeng committed a lot of self-harm, and was discovered by bodyguards in serious cases, and was hospitalized several times.Every time he wakes up in the hospital ward, he doesn't say a word, his eyes are full of indifferent death.

Also because of the injury, there was a choking smell of medicine on his body.

Like a wooden man.

At that time, grandpa went to see him, and even felt that he was more like an old man than himself, so he didn't dare to say anything.

This handsome and arrogant man who has grown into an adult is now like a weak candle in the wind and snow. The outer shell is cracked, and it is only a critical point before it can completely collapse.

Grandpa himself is just old, but Huo Jinfeng seems to have died with the car accident mentally.

Grandpa knew that it was Yang Xiaoying's handwriting. That woman had great ambitions, but there were many things involved behind her.

He went to tell Huo Jinfeng that he wanted to intervene. Huo Jinfeng had just changed the gauze at that time, and weakly refused: "I will do it myself. Grandpa, I won't act anymore."

His lips were bloodless, his eyes were black and black, his eyes were full of blackness, and the whites of his eyes were blue, like a ghost from hell, repeating the curse he had carried on back to the world.

The hand holding his leg was ferocious, and his veins were bulging, making him extremely terrifying.

Now, someone took away Huo Jinfeng's shattered shell, and carefully covered the candle with his hand.

Even though the outer flame scalded himself, he still did not flinch, and then put down a new glass vessel to let the candle glow steadily.

The person who can indulge Huo Jinfeng who lacks trust so much...

Grandpa couldn't think of it, but it did appear.

This kid is all for Huo Jinfeng, anyone with a discerning eye can see it, but he doesn't care about himself. It seems that his social and interpersonal relationships can be done without, as long as Huo Jinfeng is good.

It's like... Huo Jinfeng is his bottom line.

There were quite a few couples at the long table, and children were brought along, so their actions did not attract much attention, only a surprised look from across the way.

Zhao Liuke raised his head and faced Yang Xiaoying.

He smiled calmly at the other party.

After dinner, they went their separate ways. The acquaintances chatted and ate melon seeds in the living room, and the children waited to receive the lucky money.

Grandpa gave red envelopes one by one and touched his little head.

Huo Jinfeng was pushed back to the previous chess and card room by Zhao Liuke, and their mahjong game had just begun.

Grandpa finished posting the living room, and here are these guys.

Huo Boutonniere took it down and put it in his handbag, and said sweetly: "Thank you, grandpa——"

Yang Haojie was a little uncomfortable. He stood up and dared not take it away. His old and vigorous grandfather slapped him back on the seat: "What are you doing? Look down on Grandpa? Take it! We are all family!"

Then came Huo Jinfeng, who posted with Zhao Liuke.

Zhao Liuke's red envelope is extra thick, visually thick.

It was so thick that it was obviously a red envelope given together, he was at least three or four times thicker than Huo Jinfeng's.

He learned Yang Haojie's lesson and obediently wanted to take it over, but he didn't expect his grandfather to let go.

Grandpa patted him: "This is to make up for the past, don't feel embarrassed," then glared, "It must be kept!"

Only then did he let go.

Then he said Huo Jinfeng: "Don't bully Liu Ke, half of this year's New Year's money will be deducted."

Huo Jinfeng took it over, but didn't answer.

Grandpa is so angry, this little bastard, if he doesn't answer or promise, he just wants to escape.

Smoking is banned at home, but there is a lot of alcohol. When I get tired of playing chips, I start to use alcohol as chips.

Grandpa and Huo Boutonniere Yang Haojie discussed for a long time, Zhao Liuke listened a little bit, and then he heard that they were arguing whether they should drink together or not...

Mahjong is played round and round.

The smell of fried melon seeds and Maotai permeated the room.

The smell of oily smoke is still there.

The fireworks display outside has begun.

Dazzling flowers bloom in the sky.

The huge golden chrysanthemum fireworks fell from the sky, like strands of golden threads when they fell.

As if the galaxy is drooping, connecting with the world.

Huo Boutonniere prides itself on being a good player, but she also drank several cups, her make-up was a little sloppy, and she became dizzy from drinking, with a "two tube" in her mouth, half-clear.

The few remaining people are not much better.

Yang Haojie had already left the mahjong table, and fell asleep on the soft backrest with his feet up on the table.

Grandpa is still eating cards. He was so happy today that his face was flushed from drinking. Now he played cards, pushed the mahjong and rang the bell on the table.

The servant came in and gently sent the lady and the young masters back.

Grandpa also left, and before he left, he was still nagging Huo Jinfeng, who seemed very normal: "Don't...don't bully your wife...!"

Zhao Liuke was so dumbfounded by the cue that he went up to help his grandfather from the seat to the wheelchair, and was swung away by his grandfather.

The old man sat on the wheelchair narrowly and dangerously, and cursed: "I want you to help me?! What kind of hard work is the child doing!"

Then he was pushed away by the servant.

Huo Jinfeng, who looked normal, was left.

Zhao Liuke took two steps forward, grabbed the back armrest of his wheelchair, and asked, "Are you okay? You drank at least half a catty."

Huo Jinfeng didn't answer.

Zhao Liuke detoured in front of him, not sure whether he was drunk or not, and told him worriedly: "You can't stand up suddenly when you walk halfway, do you understand?"

Huo Jinfeng reached out to hold his hand, his bangs were a bit long, covering his eyes, he looked docile, and said obediently and softly, "Okay."

His voice was originally low, but after drinking, there was a bit of indistinct lingering, and the ending was hooked.

Zhao Liuke didn't expect him to be so obedient, so he became playful and pinched his face.

Huo Jinfeng's consciousness was not very clear, he only knew that he was the person beside him, he couldn't control his actions, turned his head and bit his finger, and sucked his fingertips into his feverish mouth.

Zhao Liuke was startled, and took two steps back to avoid it.

Huo Jinfeng, like a beast with remnant instincts, asked "Hmm?" in doubt.

Zhao Liuke felt that something was wrong.

He must have been dazzled by the wine, and he tasted the wine he drank when he kissed Huo Jinfeng.

The wine has just a little aftertaste and is slightly bitter.

Must be.

He couldn't even control his actions.

Just now Huo Jinfeng watched him come out of the shower, kissing him as if regaining consciousness.

The other party's instinctive sucking/sucking and aggression caused him some sharp pains, but he got stuck at a critical moment, lying on the bed with drooping eyelids, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Zhao Liuke had no choice but to straddle him, hold him down with one hand, and open the lubrication with the other hand.

Zhao Liuke gritted his teeth and asked him, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Their beds were covered with red quilts. Huo Jinfeng hadn't seen the sun much for half a year. His skin was as white as a vampire, but his body was tall. He looked thin and fleshy when he was dressed and undressed, making the red color even more intense.

Huo Jinfeng seemed to be awakened by his actions, and there was surprise in his voice: "Ke Ke..."

Zhao Liuke's sweat dripped down his forehead, feeling that his choice was getting more and more wrong.

"I kill you……"

Huo Jinfeng tightened his lips, clasped his waist and pressed down, with a smile in his voice, there was no drunkenness.

"Ke Ke, Happy New Year."

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