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

After it was over, Huo Mingzheng carried Fu Yan to the bathroom to clean up.

After washing, the nature changed, and he almost went off the gun again. If Fu Yan hadn't been a little swollen, Huo Mingzheng would not have let her go so easily.

While wiping the ends of her hair, Huo Minzheng kissed her forehead and looked at her face unscrupulously.

The sweaty face was washed clean, and the skin was clear, clean, and rosy. It was much better than before. The recent pampering had begun to bear fruit, and Huo Mingzheng was quite satisfied.

"Are you hungry?" he asked in a low voice.

Fu Yan's body ached instinctively and pushed his chest, "Are you done?"

At this point, he even asked her if she was hungry. She was almost "suffocated".

A laugh escaped from the man's throat. As the smile continued to deepen, Fu Yan was stunned for a moment. He realized that he had misunderstood Huo Mingzheng's meaning, and his ears suddenly turned red.

Huo Minzheng threw away the towel and used a comb to comb the ends of her hair. He smiled and said in a deep and hoarse voice, "I'm asking if you are hungry."

She didn't eat much at dinner. She kept moving the knife and fork, but she didn't eat much food. It didn't take a guess to know that Xiao Ai had affected her mood.

I exercised vigorously for more than two hours after I came back, and the contents in my stomach were already digested.

Fu Yan didn't dare to look at Huo Minzheng. His cheeks were flushed or red from embarrassment, and he muttered, "Yes, I'm a little hungry."

As soon as she finished speaking, her stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

Huo Minzheng combed the ends of her hair, and she leaned her back against his chest. She could feel the vibration in his chest, and she knew that he was laughing at her again without looking back.

She suddenly felt irritated and angry, and she bent her elbows to push him away, but she forgot that her skills were just a joke to Huo Mingzheng.

Huo Minzheng held her elbow, turned her around with a clever twist, put her elbow across her chest, locked her in front of him, and said calmly: "With your basic skills, Sauron estimates that I can’t teach it well.”

"Is it that bad?"

"You don't know it yourself?"

Fu Yan tried to push him away again, but she couldn't break free from Huo Mingzheng's restraints. It was obvious that he subdued her easily without using much strength.

"Okay," Huo Minzheng put his other hand on her waist and kneaded it gently, "Isn't it because your waist is sore? Don't move around."

He picked up Fu Yan and walked out of the bathroom. The two of them were wearing nothing.

Huo Mingzheng found a nightgown from the cloakroom closet and put it on her.

Cao Fang ordered his bodyguards to deliver the luggage here from Klande's castle.

After putting on Fu Yan's nightgown, he took out his own clothes from the closet, first put on a pair of gray sports shorts, and then a black T-shirt.

Fu Yan sat on the soft stool, his eyes falling on his chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and mermaid line without blinking for a moment. He was unscrupulous and unscrupulous, with hot and appreciative eyes.

"Like to watch?" Huo Minzheng noticed her gaze in the mirror, turned around and walked to her, grabbed her hand and slipped it into the hem of her clothes.

Fu Yan took advantage of the situation and touched it, still saying, "It feels pretty good."

"Is it better now, or three years ago?" Huo Mingzheng held her hand and held her hand. She sat obediently on a black soft stool, wearing a white silk nightgown with suspenders, and her skin was translucent and glowing pink.

He was so well-behaved that he couldn't help but recall the night three years ago when he kidnapped Fu Yan at Yegui Bar.

"Want to hear the truth or lies?" Fu Yan raised his eyebrows.

Huo Minzheng's eyes wandered on her vivid face, and he chuckled, "The truth."

Fu Yan raised his finger at him.

Huo Mingzheng's eyes instantly became darker. He let go of Fu Yan's hand, leaned over and put his hands on Fu Yan's sides, holding her firmly in his arms. He only heard her whispering in his ears. He smiled and said: "Have you ever heard of a joke that a man can no longer be considered a man after he is twenty-five..."

"Am I no longer a man?"

Huo Minzheng tilted his head and bit her ear.

Fu Yan exclaimed, his whole body tingling like an electric shock, "I haven't finished speaking yet!"

"Speak carefully." Huo Minzheng warned her.

Fu Yan lay next to his ear and said, "But you are different. Our teacher Huo is always getting stronger and stronger. They say that women are like tigers in their thirties. I think you are more like a tiger."

Huo Minzheng couldn't help but frown when he heard what she said, "A woman is like a tiger at thirty", "Did Ji Lin teach you this again?"

"Don't blame Ji Lin for everything. What's wrong with this sentence?" Fu Yan protested.

What's wrong with Huo Minzheng not saying this sentence? Moreover, this sentence is incomplete, and there are several unsightly words after it. Saying it may taint her ears and teach her a bad lesson.

"Stop learning all this nonsense from him in the future." Huo Minzheng pulled up her sling.

Fu Yan snorted lightly.

Huo Mingzheng looked at her increasingly wild look, helpless and amused, and kissed her lips, "Would you like to rest or come downstairs to accompany me?"

"Ok?"

"Cook something for you, aren't you hungry?"

Fu Yan glanced at the time and saw that it was almost one o'clock in the morning. He held Huo Mingzheng's neck with both hands and said, "It's so late. Don't cook anymore. You're tired too."

"You're not tired, you're prone to hypoglycemia if you go to bed hungry."

Huo Minzheng didn't wait for her answer, so he held her up by her hips and said, "Then come downstairs and stay with me."

At this time, Cao Fang, Cao Yuan and other bodyguards went to rest.

Huo Mingzheng carried Fu Yan downstairs. The kitchen was very large. He put Fu Yan on a chair, cut some fruit for her to pass the time, then washed his hands and started cooking noodle soup for her.

The refrigerator was full of ingredients, but she couldn't eat much at this time, and she couldn't sleep well if she ate too much.

Fu Yan watched Huo Mingzheng methodically boil water, wash and chop vegetables, beat eggs, and add oil to the pan. For a moment, he thought he was in a dream.

A few years ago she wouldn't have even dared to think about this image.

This man has changed so much for her.

……

Early the next morning, Huo Mingzheng went upstairs with breakfast, and happened to see Fu Yan standing in front of the window, holding a mobile phone and not knowing who to call. No one should answer the call, and she didn't say a word.

After a few seconds, she moved her phone away and glanced at the dialing interface, frowning.

"what happened?"

"It's Ji Lin. No one answered his phone."

She didn't tell Ji Lin in advance that she was coming to Zurich, just to give him a shock and see his reaction.

Huo Minzheng walked over, put the breakfast aside, and took the phone away from her hand, "Eat something first, and then catch up on some sleep. The sun is a little bright today. I will take you out later."

At this moment, people's joyous sounds came from the banks of the Limmat River. Today is the Zurich Festival, and the bustling crowds on the streets can be seen from the window.

Probably because he didn't have enough sleep, Fu Yan felt inexplicably uneasy as he looked at the lively crowd.