Cao Fang pushed Huo Mingzheng's wheelchair into the elevator and went to the Starry Sky Cinema on the first floor.

"Okay, you go up, I'll go there by myself."

"I'll push you to the door, and you can knock on the door after I'm gone."

Cao Fang was worried. Although this was Mr. Huo's interest, safety was also very important.

Mr. Huo can't see him now, but don't knock or touch him again.

By then Miss Fu will no longer be purely protective, she will definitely feel distressed.

Huo Minzheng hummed, "That's fine."

Cao Fang pushed the wheelchair outside the cinema.

Fu Yan liked to watch movies, so Huo Mingzheng ordered the wine cellar on the first floor to be converted into a starry sky cinema.

He didn't have any eye problems before, so he would watch movies with her when he had time.

She is very addicted to food, and she specializes in choosing horror movies recommended by others on the Internet. When did she not lie on his chest and ask him if the picture was scary?

Forget it, just turn the volume down to the minimum.

He asked why and said: The soundtrack is the essence of horror movies, and I dare not listen to it.

Look, such courage...

"Mr. Huo, I'll go up first." Cao Fang parked his wheelchair in front of the door.

Hearing the slight sound of the elevator running, Huo Minzheng knocked on the door.

After a while, the door opened.

He heard Fu Yan's gentle voice in his ear, "Why are you here alone?"

As she said that, she walked up behind him, pushed the wheelchair in, and said, "What if we bump into each other? Cao Fang and the others were too careless."

"They're not as careful as you."

When the elevator reached the first floor, Cao Fang sneezed.

The movie was still playing. Huo Minzheng listened to the French lines and said unexpectedly: "Are you watching a French original movie?"

Fu Yan picked up the remote control and turned off the movie. "If you just watch it casually, you can also consolidate your French. It kills two birds with one stone."

"To consolidate French, I am enough."

Fu Yan was angry, "Someone said before that the cost of teaching French was very expensive."

"It's free for you."

"Consolidation is another matter, right? Profiteer!"

The additional “price” is the big one.

Fu Yan had already figured out his tricks.

Huo Minzheng burst into laughter, "Why did you turn off the movie?"

"Your grandfather came all the way here and neither of us is here. Isn't it too rude?" Fu Yan put down the remote control and pushed the wheelchair.

Although the wheelchair was equipped with an automatic barrier, she was still afraid that he would bump into it.

"If there's nothing wrong, he doesn't want to see me." Huo Minzheng took Fu Yan's hand, "If you want to continue watching, it's still early."

Fu Yan didn't know why, "Why don't I want to see you."

"It's an eyesore. It's annoying to look at. Besides, I sent Cao Yuan to pick up my mother. It's enough for him to have his daughter with him."

It turned out that he had made all arrangements.

Fu Yan didn't insist anymore, turned on the movie again, and helped Huo Mingzheng sit on the sofa.

Huo Minzheng took her into his arms naturally. Although he couldn't see her, he still faced the direction of the screen.

They didn't return to the first floor until it was almost dinner time.

Cheng Weijin had already arrived for a while and was walking in the garden with Mr. Romont.

"This flower was planted by Ming Zheng for Fu Yan." Cheng Weijin pointed to the roses blooming in the garden.

Mr. Romont put his right hand on his chest, "That brat can still grow flowers?"

"In order to pay Yan, he learned everything, cooking, gardening, talents..."

"Wait, what talent?"

Cheng Weijin smiled: "It's just his acting skills. Didn't you see him pretending to be pitiful in front of Fu Yan?"

Mr. Romont snorted coldly: "Then he doesn't need to learn, he will be born with it."

The two of them teased Huo Mingzheng with each other.

In fact, both of them were quite worried. Being blind was no small matter, but they didn't want each other to see their worries.

Little did he know that Fu Yan was pushing a wheelchair towards this side.

Fu Yan blushed when she heard Cheng Weijin tease Huo Mingzheng. In fact, sometimes she couldn't tell that Huo Mingzheng was acting coquettishly, but she was willing to pamper him.

But she didn't expect that he would push her further and become more and more capable of taking advantage of her.

"Look at the good daughter you taught me by talking behind people's backs." Huo Minzheng said nonchalantly.

Cheng Weijin turned around and saw Fu Yan blushing from the corner of her eye, holding back a smile.

Old Mr. Romont was leaning on a cane, "I'm chewing it in front of you, how old are you, and you're still acting like a spoiled brat!"

Fu Yan's face suddenly turned red.

She felt ashamed for Huo Mingzheng.

It was because he ignored her and acted coquettishly to her regardless of the occasion that he was disliked.

Cheng Weijin pretended to stop him, "Dad, please stop talking about him. Fu Yan is ashamed of him and his face is almost red."

Fu Yan's ears turned red.

Huo Minzheng raised his hand and pressed it on the back of her hand. When she was shy, she would blush easily and her body temperature would rise slightly.

Her fingertips were hot and moist.

Huo Minzheng said softly: "Don't listen to them, let's go back to the house."

"Grandpa and aunt are right," Fu Yan said to Huo Minzheng in a low voice.

But they are not far apart.

Not only Huo Mingzheng heard this, but also Cheng Weijin and Mr. Luo Monte.

They all watched Huo Mingzheng grow up, and one of them was Huo Mingzheng's biological mother.

They thought they knew Huo Minzheng, and with his unruly character, they would definitely want to ridicule them.

However, he said softly: "Then I will restrain myself."

Cheng Weijin: "..."

Mr. Romont frowned, turned around and continued walking forward.

I really can't see it.

After dinner, Fu Yan sat in the garden with Huo Mingzheng for a while. Mr. Luo Monte didn't want to disturb their young lives, and he didn't want to go back with Cheng Weijin, and he didn't want to see the teacher!

Before arriving, he had already ordered his assistant to book a hotel.

He and Cheng Weijin left one after another.

Fu Yan pushed the wheelchair, "How about we go shopping again?"

Huo Mingzheng said, "Yan Yan, I want to take a bath."

Fu Yan's face felt slightly hot. Of course she knew it wasn't just a bath.

It would be a miracle if he could hold it back.

"Taking a bath right after eating is not good for your body," she reminded.

Huo Minzheng held her hot and wet fingertips, "I'm sweating."

In the light of the courtyard, Fu Yan saw a slight sweat on his forehead.

The temperature was very high in the evening during the dog days of summer, and he couldn't bear the stickiness on his body, so Fu Yan took him back to the third floor to take a shower.

Huo Mingzheng cooperated honestly at first, but as he continued to cooperate, he kissed Fu Yan through his clothes and couldn't put it down.

He seemed to sit at a height just to make it easier to do this.

"Itchy..." Fu Yan was so sensitive that he wanted to avoid it, but with a snap, the back button was unbuttoned.

Huo Minzheng directly pulled off her short T-shirt and held one in each hand.

He sucked and sucked, and Fu Yan could hardly resist, and sat limply on his lap.

His voice was hoarse and he said in her ear: "You promised me the benefits, but you seem to have forgotten the specified time, so I can do whatever I want, okay?"

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