A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Huo Yan bit her lower lip, pushed him away, turned around and said hurriedly:

"No, not yet, not yet..."

The blood rushed to my ears and I didn't know why my heart was beating so fast all of a sudden.

"That has to be quick, my emotions are limited..."

"How can you be so arrogant? You were the one who provoked me first!" Huo Yan suddenly turned around and asked him loudly.

"What you mean is that since I provoked you first, I have to wait for you here all the time?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked back immediately.

"..."

Huo Yan was speechless and couldn't answer, so he turned away with a sullen face.

He was the one who provoked her first, and when she gradually turned to him, he told her that his feelings were also limited.

Isn't this threatening her?

If she really likes him and he no longer likes her, what should she do?

"Yan'er?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng dealt with the urgent matters in the hall, sent an email online, and then shouted.

Huo Yan heard it but didn't agree, he was just angry.

"Yan'er, if you don't come out, I'm going out." Zhuang Zhoucheng shouted again before entering the kitchen, and then went into the kitchen.

Huo Yan had made a mess in the kitchen and there was no time to clean it up.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at the Hami melon that she had chopped into pieces and shook his head helplessly. This little beast had a child's heart.

The meal was definitely inedible, and the red papaya next to it had been chopped into a paste, which was not a good sight. I quickly cleaned up the kitchen, cut up the papaya again, and took it out to the living room.

Huo Yan just happened to run down the stairs:

"Are you going out again?"

"You said you were going shopping, aren't you going?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng placed the melon on the table, covered it with a layer of salad, and looked at her sideways:

"Eat something before you go, huh?"

Huo Yan nodded and changed his clothes.

Zhuang Zhoucheng thought she was sulking, but it turned out she was just getting dressed up.

Huo Yan has a habit when eating that is neither good nor bad. He likes to eat in silence and doesn't want to pay attention to others.

She started eating the fruit salad that Zhuang Zhoucheng made for her without even asking him if he wanted some.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was beside Huo Yan, glancing sideways at the little creature with thin eyebrows and round eyes.

There is a big difference between a young girl who knows how to dress up and wear clothes and a girl who doesn't know how to dress up.

Zhuang Zhoucheng wanted to stop her from pursuing beauty, but after thinking about it, he found that his behavior was quite shameful.

"Yan'er, can you eat it all by yourself?" Zhuang Zhou laughed out loud.

Huo Yan subconsciously moved the plate to the side, turned his head and looked at him warily, his eyes rolling around.

Didn’t he mix this for her?

If he wants to eat it, just mix it again?

"Would you like to eat a little?" Huo Yan asked.

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows, implying that is there any need to say this?

Huo Yan looked at the fresh and sweet honeydew melon and seeded red grapes on the plate, and then picked a grape and gave it to Zhuang Zhoucheng.

"for you."

Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes were wide open. This stingy...

"Eat it yourself."

Zhuang Zhoucheng turned and left. Huo Yan paused, turned around and looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng. He was still concentrating on his work, which made Zhuang Zhoucheng very annoyed.

If you want a porcelain doll who has always been pampered and loved to take the initiative to care about others, you have to cultivate it slowly.

Huo Yan was satisfied, wiped her mouth, moved closer to Zhuang Zhoucheng, hugged Zhuang Zhoucheng's arms and said softly:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, let's go out. I want to buy a pair of sandals, okay?"

"I've eaten?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her sideways, Huo Yan nodded quickly, suddenly hugged Zhuang Zhoucheng's neck, kissed his cheek, and then looked at him with a smile.

"Is it okay?" he asked again.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced sideways, and stopped moving his mouse.

"This is enough?"

"Ai, please don't be greedy, okay?" Huo Yan frowned and snorted.

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his hands and hooked her neck into his arms, holding her mouth and swallowing it whole.

After Huo Yan escaped from his arms, he ran away in a panic, his face red and yelling:

"Showing off in broad daylight, you old pervert, how can you bear this?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her with a smile, put away his computer and prepared to go out.

When Huo Yan left the house, he felt a little weak again and asked in a low voice:

"Is it really okay?"

He is very busy, and it is really too much for her to ask him to do this.

"It's okay, let's go."

Zhuang Zhoucheng gathered her hair and looked at her charming face. He was quite moved. He leaned over and rubbed his hard cheek against her soft face affectionately.

This action was actually more touching than a kiss. Huo Yan looked at him with a blush.

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, do you really like me?"

She has never figured out this question: why does he like her?

"Change your shoes and go out." Zhuang Zhoucheng pushed the dull woman and spoke gently.

Huo Yan rolled his eyes and walked out first with his shoes on.

Shopping is fun but not that fun, and conflicts are inevitable when I'm with Zhuang Zhoucheng.

The aesthetics and choices of these two people are completely different. Huo Yan argued with Zhuang Zhoucheng from the first floor to the third floor just for buying shoes. What she liked, Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't like at first glance.

Huo Yan wanted to buy shoes for her trip to the capital, as well as a pair of sandals for everyday wear. She wanted them to have heels for easy walking.

Huo Yan particularly likes simple-style sandals, which are light, beautiful, and not cumbersome.

Zhuang Zhoucheng doesn't care about the style, but if you want to go to the capital, the shoes must not expose the toes. It is a matter of personal style and a taboo.

But if your toes are not exposed, then you can wear all kinds of leather shoes.

What she wants to buy are sandals, not shoes, and she can't wear those shoes without buckles. How long did it take her to learn how to wear high heels?

Anyway, I bought these shoes with great enthusiasm.

Kick off the shoes on your feet, Fire Avenue:

"No, no, no, I won't buy it. Can't I just wear cloth shoes?"

She walked out in a huff. She must have been crazy to drag Zhuang Zhoucheng out with her.

If Lu Zeng had come with her, Lu Zeng would have swiped her card and wouldn't have given any opinion.

I'm so angry!

The two of them had dinner outside and came back not too late. They bought several sets of clothes, but they went mainly for shoes, but returned empty-handed.

In the evening, Zhuang Zhoucheng gave Huo Yan an oil massage, and Huo Yan felt better and the anger he had felt during the day subsided.

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, I just can't wear shoes like that, please don't be angry, okay?" Huo Yan said softly before going to bed.

"How can a man get angry so easily? Be good and go to sleep." Zhuang Zhoucheng said gently while stroking her hair.

We returned to the capital on Tuesday, Ji Wuwei's engagement ceremony was on Wednesday, and Zhuang Zhoucheng's return trip was on Thursday.

I booked the return trip in advance because I was afraid of unpredictable situations.

Huo Yan might be feeling traumatized by the last time he came to the banker.