Really young master, he came to the pride gate

this head.

After Song Fanyin and Zhou Shao returned to Lanyue, they put away the items from the auction.

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, he was about to make a phone call when he heard a knock on the door downstairs.

Zhou Shao went out on business, and the bodyguards at home were not there.

He clicked his tongue impatiently, and went downstairs in his bathrobe and wet hair.

When he opened the door and saw the people standing outside, a cold light flashed across his phoenix eyes.

"Boss Huo?"

The first thing Huo Chiyan noticed was Song Fanyin's open neckline, revealing his snow-like skin, dazzlingly white.

The undried water droplets from his hair dripped onto his slender neck, winding down, looking extra alluring.

His dark eyes suddenly turned cold, without even thinking about it, his tall body blocked everyone's sight, "Why are you wearing clothes?"

Song Fanyin rolled his eyes, "Mr. Huo came here to criticize my clothes?"

Huo Chiyan stretched out his hand and tightened Song Fanyin's collar, making sure that he didn't show any more skin, and then said, "Let Huo Zichen apologize to you."

Song Fanyin clicked his tongue impatiently, pushed away Huo Chiyan's hand, and looked behind him.

Huo Zichen was standing at the bottom of the steps, his whole body was still wet, and his nose was running cold in the severe cold.

That pitiful and embarrassed look, how could he look like the arrogant bully before.

There were two other people beside him, one was an acquaintance, Secretary Wang, and the other, he had never seen before.

Huo Zichen heard Huo Chi mention him,

She curled her lips, "I'm sorry, Young Master Song, I was wrong before. Also, thank you for saving your life."

This is not what he wanted to say. His brother forced him to say that he was disobedient, so he cut off his pocket money.

His pocket money is only [-] a month, which is not enough at all. If it is cut off, it will be equivalent to losing his life.

The situation is stronger than people, so I have to bow my head.

Song Fanyin glanced at Huo Zichen lightly, raised the tails of his eyes with a lazy arc, "That's it?"

Huo Zichen was immediately provoked into anger. He glanced at Huo Chiyan, and then forcibly held back, "What do you want?"

Song Fanyin yawned and smiled lazily, "Can't you kneel down and kowtow?"

Huo Zichen: "..."

He took two deep breaths, but still couldn't bear it, he jumped and said, "Song Fanyin, don't push yourself too hard."

Song Fanyin didn't respond, and looked at Huo Chiyan with raised phoenix eyes, with a playful smile in them.

Huo Chiyan's manic mood suddenly calmed down, and his stern eyebrows eased a little.

He raised his eyes, kicked Huo Zichen's knee again, "Kneel down."

Huo Zichen: "..."

His knees are useless.

He was extremely humiliated, wanted to go mad, and wanted to cry in grief, "I...I want to kneel in the house."

Although Lanyue is high-end, there are still people on the trail. If people see him, what face does he have for the dignified young master of the Huo family.

Huo Chiyan looked at Song Fanyin.

Song Fanyin lazily moved his body and made way for him.

Several people entered the door together.

When Lu Yinan passed by Song Fanyin, he smiled a little, he was clearly a shrewd fox eye, but he looked gentle.

"Song Shao, let me introduce myself. I'm Chi Yan's friend Lu Yinan."

Song Fanyin waved his hands casually, "Hello. Come in."

Lu Yinan couldn't help touching the tip of his nose, a little embarrassed.

This Young Master Song was really different from what he had imagined. He didn't have the timidity of a country boy at all, but instead had the laziness and luxury of a child from an aristocratic family.

When he just reported his family name, he thought that Song Fanyin would be flattered, but he didn't care at all.

The area of ​​Song Fanyin's villa is also very large. From the decoration point of view, it is obvious that it was done by everyone. It is low-key and simple, but everything is exquisite.

After Huo Chiyan finished looking around, he moved his eyes to the living room again, and saw two water glasses on the dining table, his face sank.

He guessed right, Song Fanyin really lived with Zhou Shao.

Song Fanyin didn't intend to entertain a few people, and smiled lazily, "Don't you want to kneel? Don't worry, the carpet in my house is soft enough."

Huo Zichen's gums were bleeding from his bites, holding back his anger, he knelt down on his knees with a face of humiliation.

"sorry."

Song Fanyin raised his eyelids slightly, "There are more."

Huo Zichen's veins throbbed violently, "And thank you."

Song Fanyin nodded, "Okay, I accept."

Huo Zichen stood up immediately, rubbed his painful knee, retreated to Huo Chiyan's side, and stared at him without anger.

Huo Chiyan glanced at Song Fanyin, "Huo Zichen said he would treat you to dinner. Are you free?"

Huo Zichen: "..."

He didn't say it at all.

Lu Yinan glanced at Huo Chiyan with a slight tease.

Song Fanyin pointed to the dripping hair, "I'm sorry, I just took a shower and I don't want to see the wind."

Huo Chi said: "..."

Huo Zichen: "..."

Something wrong?

Huo Chiyan nodded slightly, "That's eating at home. Secretary Wang, go shopping. Huo Zichen, go cook."

Huo Zichen: "..."

He'll be a fart.

Song Fanyin laughed angrily, his phoenix eyes flashed with a cold light, "Huo Chiyan, why are you so self-talking?"

Did he say to let them cook at home?

Huo Chi said in a low voice, "After all, you must be sincere to be considered thankful."

Song Fanyin: "..."

He was rarely speechless. Seeing that Huo Chiyan had made up his mind, he simply turned around and went upstairs.

He does what he wants, and he doesn't accompany him anyway.

Huo Chiyan looked at his back, his eyes darkened, then sat down on the sofa familiarly, and poured Lu Yinan a cup of tea.

Holding the teacup, Lu Yinan smiled softly, "Chi Yan, this is the first time I've noticed that you are so thick-skinned."

He has been with Chi Yan for so many years, whether in front of him or in front of other people, Chi Yan has always looked dignified and cold, and has never been so brazen.

Huo Chiyan took a sip of water, holding the water glass in a leisurely manner, "I happen to be hungry."

Lu Yinan: "..."

What a coincidence.

After Song Fanyin went upstairs, he dried his hair with a hair dryer, and then changed into home clothes.

Hearing the bang bang bang downstairs, he didn't care about it, but took out his phone.

Calling out a number that he hadn't contacted for a long time, he was silent for a long time before dialing it.

There was a beeping sound of the phone being connected, but no one answered for a long time.

Disappointment flashed in his eyes, he hung up the phone and sent a message.

【Teacher, I bought a painting by Master Gu, and I will send it to you later. 】

The other end replied with a message, and the tone was particularly bad.

【roll.Who wants your broken painting. 】

Song Fanyin couldn't help laughing, his nervous phoenix eyes relaxed slightly.

[It's the picture you've always liked, how about I bring it to you tomorrow? 】

It took a while to come back this time.

[Is it the picture of Luoshen Fu?Send the painting over, don't show up, I'll be annoying to see you. 】

Song Fanyin laughed again, and obediently replied yes.

After sending the message, his mood instantly improved a lot.When I got downstairs, when I saw Huo Chiyan, I didn't think it was an eyesore anymore.

Lu Yinan greeted Song Fanyin with a smile, "Young Master Song."

Song Fanyin was in a good mood, curled the corners of his lips, and nodded slightly.

Huo Chiyan glanced at him, and his eyes flicked from his crescent-shaped phoenix eyes, "Wait a minute, eat right away."

His tone was as if he was the owner of the house.

Song Fanyin gave him a slight glance, "This is your home?"

Huo Chi said: "..."

He suddenly felt upset, pursed the corners of his lips and remained silent.

At this moment, Huo Zichen in the kitchen let out a scream, and then something hit the ground with a loud noise.

Song Fanyin squinted his phoenix eyes, stood up quickly, and rushed into the kitchen.

Huo Chiyan and Lu Yinan followed behind, seeing the situation in the kitchen, they immediately frowned.

The originally clean and tidy kitchen counter was in a mess, and on the stove on the floor, there were piles of dark things that couldn't be seen everywhere.

There was also a pot upside down on the ground, and the ground was full of unknown soup.

Song Fanyin raised his eyebrows and pulled the corners of his lips, "Second Young Master Huo, are you here to take revenge on me?"

Huo Zichen held the shovel in his hand, and met Song Fanyin's sarcasm, with a embarrassed expression on his face, "It's too hot, no... didn't hold it firmly."

For 18 years, he has kept his fingers in the sun, so how can he cook.When I was pouring the vegetables just now, I was accidentally scalded by the pot, so I accidentally hit the pot.

Song Fanyin clicked his tongue impatiently, rolled up his sleeves, "Get out of the way."

Huo Zichen quickly stepped aside.

Song Fanyin bent down, picked up the pot with one hand, and threw it into the sink. His twinkling phoenix eyes swept aside and pointed at Huo Chiyan, "Go get the mop and clean up the floor."

Huo Zichen was about to say, how could my brother mop the floor, but before he could say anything, Huo Chiyan turned and left.

he:"……"

What a magical plot.

Secretary Wang was also nearby. Huo Zichen was cooking vegetables just now, and he was in charge of cutting vegetables. Seeing this, he quickly started to help clean up.

Lu Yinan found a rag to help wipe the countertop.

After 2 minutes, Huo Chiyan came over with a mop.

He took off his coat, leaving only a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up high, revealing that the muscles exposed were firm and smooth.

Sweeping the food into the trash can neatly, picked up the mop and started mopping.

Huo Zichen: "..."

Depend on.His brother can really mop the floor.

Lu Yinan was also quite surprised, and looked at Huo Chiyan with great interest.

In about 10 minutes, the kitchen was cleaned up.

Song Fanyin pulled the scarf aside, wrapped it around his chest, and continued to direct Huo Chiyan, "Wash the tomatoes, and then wash some meat."

Huo Zichen: "..."

Secretary Wang: "..."

His eyelids trembled, and he hurriedly said, "I'll do it."

Huo Chiyan pushed his hand away, approached the refrigerator, took out the ingredients, Mo Mou looked at Song Fanyin, "You do?"

Song Fanyin snorted, "What are you pretending to be? Don't you come here because you want to eat my cooking?"

Huo Chiyan's lips curved involuntarily, his eyes lowered, and he didn't answer.

He really wanted to eat, but Song Fanyin was obviously in a bad mood just now, so of course he wouldn't mention it unwisely.

Seeing this, Lu Yinan quickly called Secretary Wang and Huo Zichen out.

In the blink of an eye, there were only the two of them left in the kitchen.

Holding a knife, Song Fanyin neatly cut a flower on the tomato, threw it into hot water to scald the skin, and then cut the washed meat into small pieces.

Huo Chiyan was silently laying hands aside, occasionally listening to Song Fanyin's orders, passing a bowl or something.

Honest, well-behaved and obedient, like a loyal dog, it doesn't match the elite president in my impression.

When Secretary Wang saw this scene outside, he couldn't help being taken aback, his expression in a daze.

It turned out that Mr. Huo was so obedient in front of Young Master Song.