Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Miss Fu is going on a blind date again.

Cao Fang quickly left the kitchen and immediately arranged for someone to remove the hot search and suppress the topic.

Huo Mingzheng is not a high-profile person. This time, he allowed the situation to develop until now. The outside world is lamenting that love can really change a person.

For example, Li Dongbai, who was far away in Yanjing City, called him and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Huo Mingzheng opened the lid of the casserole and used a spoon to stir the porridge in the pot to prevent it from sticking to the bottom. He held his mobile phone in his other hand, "Does your tongue cramp too?"

"You kid! You took this opportunity to show off your affection. Are you secretly happy?"

Huo Minzheng chuckled, "Not as good as a sweet and sweet husband."

Li Dongbai choked and laughed. He really didn't expect that he saw him.

But this is nothing. He has Chu Mo's name tattooed on his arm and he wears a half-sleeved shirt in summer. He has been seen for many years. Does he still care about this little ridicule?

He sighed, "I originally planned to provide some benefits to the people who eat melons, but I didn't expect that the popularity of the topic has dropped, and several hot searches have been removed one after another. Are you doing anything?"

Huo Minzheng's stirring movements stopped for a moment.

He just asked Cao Fang to do it, but even Weibo's internal programmers couldn't do it at this speed.

It seems that it was a hot search that was withdrawn by others.

Is it the people who pay attention to him, or the people who pay attention to Yan Yan?

He calmly turned down the heat, neither admitting nor denying it in front of Li Dongbai.

He just said in a threatening tone: "That recording hasn't been deleted yet?"

Li Dongbai hasn't been threatened for a long time, and now he is itchy, "It's a pity to delete it."

Huo Minzheng snorted and lit a cigarette with the help of the flames on the stove.

He was leaning lazily on the kitchen counter, his long legs draped casually, black T-shirt and dark gray casual pants, and a few strands of hair that had not yet dried from the shower hanging down in front of his forehead.

It's a little less cool than before, and a little more ruffian and wild.

He took a puff of the cigarette, put the fingers holding the cigarette on the edge of the cooking table, and said in a quiet tone, "It's a pity that you have three advantages and two disadvantages."

With such an obvious threat, Li Dongbai immediately became more enthusiastic, "Hey, Mr. Huo is threatening me?"

"Has anyone ever said that you are too flirtatious?" Huo Minzheng dusted off his cigarette.

Li Dongbai burst into laughter, "If you threaten me again, I will send the recording to Fu Yan."

"You don't have her WeChat account."

"Can't I ask someone else for it?"

Huo Minzheng chuckled, "She doesn't add strange men."

She had met people who struck up a conversation on the street many times, but she never accepted other men's requests to add her as a WeChat friend.

Even when she was in college, she only added the WeChat accounts of some familiar classmates.

In this regard, she has always been very good.

Li Dongbai couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he heard his confident retort, "Okay, okay, stop showing off, okay?"

"Isn't it enough that the whole world celebrates you?"

The smile on Huo Minzheng's lips gradually deepened, "You saw it."

Li Dongbai didn't expect this kid to admit it so easily.

This evening he met Lao San, and when he talked about it, Lao San said something meaningful to him, "He took the opportunity to tell the world."

it is as expected.

When it comes to coquettishness, neither he nor Lao San is Huo Mingzheng's opponent.

He curved his lips and smiled, "That's fine, I'm waiting to drink the wedding wine between you and Fu Yan. Since there is no chance to show it to netizens this time, I will show it at your wedding as I planned before."

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to add the words that deserved a beating, "You're welcome."

There was a beeping busy tone in my ears.

Huo Mingzheng looked at the phone screen that exited the call interface and laughed dumbly. He knew that Li Dongbai could definitely do such a thing.

It wasn't that he was afraid of being heard by Fu Yan, but when Li Dongbai played it to him, he even suspected that someone was impersonating his voice.

Those were words he would never say in a sober state.

Huo Mingzheng picked up his phone, opened the lid of the casserole, and put marinated beef in it.

Fu Yan didn't have to eat fish porridge. Recently, he changed the taste for her. It was so late and she was worried about her holding on to other things. After he asked her over and over again, she became lazy easily and didn't want to move even when she was hungry. .

A bowl of porridge was her favorite taste since she was a child, so she would eat some of it.

A bowl of fragrant porridge is ready.

As soon as Huo Minzheng turned off the low flame, he heard footsteps behind him.

He calmly raised his eyes and glanced at the reflection on the glass window, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Fu Yan hugged his waist from behind and felt that she was particularly sticky. Huo Minzheng's heart felt soft, "Did you peek at Weibo again?"

Hold her hand so her fingertips don't touch the edge of the casserole.

"I turned on the light and watched openly." Fu Yan raised the corners of his mouth.

Huo Minzheng laughed lowly. Fu Yan's hand poked the back of his waist, right at Huo Minzheng's waist, "Why didn't I know that Teacher Huo was so good at pretending?"

She thought he didn't recognize her at that award ceremony.

Unexpectedly, he was secretly looking at her when she didn't notice.

In the words of netizens, it was like the eyes of a hunter looking at his prey. That sense of possessiveness and aggression made those in front of the screen feel their blood surge and their faces turn red.

Huo Mingzheng wore heat-resistant gloves, moved the casserole away from the stove and put it aside, and stopped her in a hoarse voice, "Don't poke it."

The tone of his voice had changed. Fu Yan was worried that he had gone too far and would not have a chance to sleep tonight, so he hugged his waist again and rubbed it randomly.

Like a kitten.

Huo Mingzheng grabbed her hand and turned around, looked at the kitchen table, put his arms around her waist, "That roommate of yours was bribed by me."

Fu Yan's eyes suddenly widened, "You..."

"Why else would the cheongsam you are wearing fit your size exactly?"

Fu Yan finally came to his senses this time. No wonder his roommate happened to have a stomachache. It turned out to be arranged in advance.

She pretended to be angry, "Are you kidding me?"

Huo Mingzheng hugged her tightly and pressed her against his chest, "You have been living on campus since college. At that time, you hadn't returned to Huo Mansion for a long time. I wanted to see you openly."

Fu Yan looked at him blankly, the anger he had pretended just now disappeared at this moment.

She looked at Huo Mingzheng quietly, her eye circles turning red little by little.

It turned out that I just wanted to see her.

"Are you stupid?"

She cursed him, her throat choked, and she suddenly bit her lower lip, threw herself into Huo Mingzheng's arms, and grabbed his clothes tightly.

Huo Minzheng touched her long hair, lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, "Actually, I regret it a bit."

"Huh?" Fu Yan lay on his chest in confusion.

"I didn't expect you to look so good in a cheongsam. I think you caused quite a stir and took advantage of those people."

Although Fu Yan was aroused by the first half of his words, he finally came to his senses, "So, was it you who removed the Weibo hot search and campus website posts?"

Huo Minzheng said nothing, but held her tighter.