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

Huo Jinfeng was woken up in the middle of the night by Xile.

The cat's nails on the glass made a maddening sound, and he closed his eyes.

The strong wake-up breath enveloped him, making him want to throw an alarm clock—such as the previous one, which was not broken, and then he found Zhao Liuke in his arms.

Zhao Liuke slept well, so he didn't wake him up. On the contrary, Huo Jinfeng's changing breathing and body temperature after waking up made him a little uncomfortable. He hugged his waist tightly and let out a long hum.

Huo Jinfeng stroked his hair, pressed the man who showed some signs of sobriety back into the quilt, and took a look at his mobile phone, it was four o'clock in the morning.

He sat up looking for cat food, put on a soft and long soft robe, bare his upper body, and only put on a pair of trousers, a bit Japanese, lazy and casual, and then put in the joy of being hungry.

Xi Le is obedient and smart, with big watery eyes open, she rubs Huo Jinfeng's hand as soon as she comes in, and meows twice.

Huo Jinfeng was afraid that the little guy would wake up Zhao Liuke, so he put down the hand holding the food bowl, not letting Xile lick his hand again, chasing after his palm and meowing - his hand smelled like cat food.

Here the puppet lowers its furry head delicately and chews the cat food with its fangs;

Over there, Zhao Liuke fell asleep on the bed;

A cool white hookah smoked quietly from the place where the humidifier was connected to the wall.

Huo Jinfeng sat quietly on the carpet for a while, seeing the reminder on the phone, He Zhu also sent a reminder at this time.

—It's time for an appointment with Dr. Brian.

his therapist.

Huo Jinfeng felt for a moment that it was a long time ago that he saw a psychiatrist last time.

He thought about it and smiled to himself.

"Huh? What's so funny?"

Zhao Liuke, who had opened his eyes a long time ago and had been watching him for a while, asked.

"woke up."

"Well, the greedy cat is here."

Still two.

Count the big one in front of you.

Zhao Liuke wanted to get out of bed, but his waist was soft, his expression froze for a second, and he realized that he was not wearing anything, "Where are the clothes here."

Huo Jinfeng was originally facing Xile, but seeing him get up now, he was still sitting, but turned to his side and said, "You don't want to come without you."

Zhao Liuke doesn't like to come here very much, the temperature is very high.

It's even too hot for him. It's obviously a uniform temperature control of 21 degrees Celsius, but it's hotter here than downstairs.

He spent a long time in physical training every day, and finally got rid of the hot sweating state, so he was reluctant to return to that situation.

The reason why I am willing to come to the balcony today is to find Lu Ming. I give myself a vacation and skip the physical training, so I can come here in the mood.

He sat up holding the blanket indifferently, and yawned: "Put on yours, and give me two."

As he spoke, he saw Xi Le jumping over and wanted to pounce on himself, and said, "Don't come here, don't come here, you don't have any clothes on, hey! Lele!"

Xi Le was taught very well by Huo Jinfeng, and he will retract his claws when he pounces on others.

Zhao Liuke was hit by a ball of downy flesh on his limp waist, hissed and pressed the cat's head to push the cat away, Xi Le was pressed so hard that his teeth grinned, and he still rubbed against him regardless.

A hand came from the side, holding Xi Le by the back of the neck and lifted the cat away.

Xile is only four months old and still not heavy. It will be difficult to lift it when it gets older. It is not uncommon for a puppet cat to grow more than ten catties.

The owner of the hand avoids the flying cat fur with the other hand, puts down a set of underwear, and then throws the cat out of the door after eating and drinking - Huo Jinfeng hates the space being invaded by uncontrollable factors, such as cats .

Zhao Liuke took the clothes and changed them.

Huo Jinfeng's clothes were changed once at the beginning of the year, and basically all of the two large cloakrooms at home were changed.

He lost a lot of weight when he was disabled, and he couldn't exercise, so his clothes were one size smaller. He recently recovered, so he naturally wanted to change out of his old clothes, but he didn't expect so many.

Zhao Liuke marveled at his meticulous decorations from head to toe, each piled up with several layers, and gave a six-word comment.

Time management guru.

Every morning choice is something that consumes people.

Zhao Liuke himself doesn't like to choose. He wears two sets of sportswear at home, one for the other when he sweats.

It's the same as the netizen who spends the winter in two sets of pajamas on the Internet, very bachelor.

At the moment, he is wearing Huo Jinfeng's clothes. The silky black shirt sets off the porcelain white of his collarbone, and the trousers are the same color, making him fit comfortably.

"What's for breakfast?" Zhao Liuke went downstairs holding hands with Huo Jinfeng, while touching his growling stomach.

Yesterday's exercise was too exhausting.

"I'll stop eating after calling my aunt." Huo Jinfeng looked down at the two people's hands, "I'm going to Brian's physical examination today, do you want to go together?"

"it is good."

The aunt just came and saw two people greeting them, Zhao Liuke took Huo Jinfeng to sit at the dining table and waited for dinner.

Zhao Liuke sat and played with Huo Jinfeng's fingertips, Huo Jinfeng let him hold one hand, and picked up his mobile phone with the other hand to open WeChat - he was about to start a new day of work.

It's not appropriate to say that the soul of a migrant worker is a part-time worker. After all, Huo Jinfeng is the director, but it's the first time I've seen such a busy director Zhao Liuke.

It's not that Zhao Liuke has never met young talents in his last life, but those who either didn't hold the position of director, or were lazy and lazy, all of them shined in the places they loved.

What extreme sports, skydiving, mountain climbing, hiking; what elegant hobbies, oil painting, singing, Western music, and so on.

It is rare to see someone who is so devoted to his career like Huo Jinfeng.

The fingers of the person he was holding were warm and slender, with clean knuckles and a large palm. Because the pen was held in the right hand, there was a layer of calluses on the phalanx of the middle finger of the right hand.

Zhao Liuke enviously rubbed it with his fingers.

He doesn't write well, but he likes people who write well, and now the one he likes writes well, so he naturally wants to touch and play with it, kind of like touching Newton before the exam in middle school.

In the open kitchen, my aunt will ventilate when cooking, and he is barefoot, which makes his feet a little cold. Seeing Huo Jinfeng sitting next to him and looking at his mobile phone, he put his feet into his slippers.

Just as Huo Jinfeng opened a word, the back of his instep seemed to touch a lump of ice, he raised his head with a frown, and pulled back his shoes.

Zhao Liuke stopped playing tricks, got angry?

When he stopped in bewilderment, his eyes widened a bit.The original straight eye corners will become rounded, round and round, like a cute little deer.

The hand they were holding was loosened because of the departure of the other.

Zhao Liuke wanted to hook him with his finger, but it was too late, so he froze in place.

Is... can't it?

Got frozen?

When Huo Jinfeng came back, he was holding a pair of slippers in his hand, with a Bluetooth headset in his ear, and was talking on the phone with He Zhu.

He is always busy, and spends most of his time at home in the study and fitness room, and it is common to get up early in the morning and work overtime.

Usually when there is such a phone call, Zhao Liuke can only see the desserts and notes after morning exercise, but Huo Jinfeng himself cannot be found, and most of them have already gone to work.

Zhao Liuke looked at him in a daze and said coldly, "There is something wrong with XX in the financial statement of the fourth quarter of last year, and it will be corrected immediately", while putting away his slippers for him, and holding his ankle with his wide hand, he pushed his foot into the shoe put.

The soft slippers wrapped his toes with warmth, and after the wearer finished putting them on, he squatted down in front of him with his knees on his knees and continued talking on the phone. After speaking, he picked up the Bluetooth headset and looked up. The command tone of the speech just now: "Don't run around barefoot anymore."

If one ignores his tone and expression, just seeing him half kneeling in front of Zhao Liuke, it's hard not to be moved.

Zhao Liuke bent down and kissed the top of his hair.

Huo Jinfeng was annoyed when he kissed him.

He thought Zhao Liuke was flattering him.

"It doesn't work, no matter how close you are, you can't run around barefoot, and next time..." You don't even think about getting out of bed the next day.

Zhao Liuke lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips again. It was an apologetic kiss.

This subtle emotion was well conveyed through the kiss, and Huo Jinfeng noticed that the soft tongue carried a little comfort, stood up and hugged the man to the table.

The kiss evolved into tenderness and intimacy at the end.

Huo Jinfeng lowered his head, and the strong emotions in his black eyes gradually calmed down.

They rubbed nose to nose slowly, Zhao Liuke said, "But it's so cool to walk around without shoes, you've already covered the carpet."

"I didn't finish what I just said," Huo Jinfeng knew that he was deliberately finding fault, so he raised his eyebrows and pinched his face, "You don't have to act in a play anymore, you stay at home every day and wait for me to come back to help you consume your energy."

Zhao Liuke said hesitantly, "You are already very tired."

Huo Jinfeng raised his eyebrows even higher, and turned to the kitchen and shouted, "Aunt Zhang, just cook the rice and put it away, we'll eat it later."

Aunt Zhang glanced at them both with a smile, and replied, "Okay."

As he said that, Huo Jinfeng opened his posture to hug him, Zhao Liuke leaned back and struggled to prevent him from hugging him, but Huo Jinfeng bent over and hugged him horizontally.

Zhao Liuke patted his arm: "I am one hundred and four."

Huo Jinfeng didn't blush or pant, and ignored him, and walked towards the house with a stride.

The master bedroom on the first floor is very close.

This scares Zhao Liuke, and he talks more: "I'm just kidding, I really wear shoes, I definitely wear shoes, I won't run around barefoot anymore, put me down -"

Huo Jinfeng kicked open the bedroom door and threw him on the bedroom bed.

The quilt on this bed was black and gray, which made Zhao Liuke's hands and feet especially white. Huo Jinfeng just took a look and began to take off his nightgown.

He hadn't changed out of his clothes yet, he was still wearing the nightgown and trousers from the morning, when the nightgown fell to the ground and piled up at his feet, he was half naked immediately.

Zhao Liuke began to protest, and with a flick of his body, he was about to roll out of bed quickly with his hands and feet: "No, I'm really hungry, the outside is too fragrant."

"late."

As soon as he was restrained, the warm skin blocked his way.

It hasn't been too long since the last time they made out, Zhao Liuke blushed from being blocked by him, remembering the strength of the other party last night, stuttered again: "I..."

Huo Jinfeng originally just wanted to make trouble with him, but seeing him hesitate again, while he was hesitating, Zhao Liuke had seized the gap and ran to the door, his stomach growling in response to the occasion.

The charm disappeared in an instant, Zhao Liuke didn't run away again, opened the door and smiled at him, showing his neat white teeth.

Zhao Liuke has only made one TV series and two movies, and his popularity has grown so fast, except for his acting skills, most of it is because of his good looks.

With such a clear and handsome smile, he looks too much like the first love male god who studied well and loved sports in middle school.

Huo Jinfeng shook his head helplessly, and nodded him from the air as a warning.

After dinner, they went to the private hospital where Brian was.

They were all dressed casually, Huo Jinfeng was wearing a coat, Zhao Liuke was wearing a shirt and trousers, as if the cold wind in early spring was three thousand miles away from them.

Because the hospital also has heating.

When he arrived at the office, Brian had just made a cup of coffee, before he had time to wipe the foam from his mouth, he asked some simple daily questions.

Huo Jinfeng went for the physical examination first.

Before leaving, Brian and Huo Jinfeng looked at each other, and Huo Jinfeng nodded indifferently as if he knew what he was going to say.

"Are you sure?" Brian asked again, "If you want to swear or express love, you can use an easier method."

Huo Jinfeng laughed now.

He has always had a habitually cold face outside, and it got worse after sitting in a wheelchair because of his disability, and his temperament is even tinged with coldness.

Now he burst out laughing, like spring breeze melting snow, and like a clear spring bubbling and gurgling down to explore on the cape, which made Brian sigh.

"He has changed you a lot. We have known each other for so many years, but this is the first time we have seen you smile like this."

"Well, he's my partner."

Huo Jinfeng bent his eyes, looked through the blinds at Zhao Liuke who was sitting in the waiting room reading a book, and swallowed the second half of the sentence into his throat.

He was reluctant to say.

Also my hero.

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The author has something to say: Why swallow my words! ! !

The daily update is over, and thank you for the [-] bottles of nutrient solution that "all the cps I knocked out are real"~ I'm sorry for being a month late! ! !