The Sand Sculpture Overlord finally lowered his noble head

Xia Fanchi immediately said: "No."

Huo Jin squeezed in by himself.

Xia Fanchi: "..."

Xia Fanchi took out the contract to press him, standing on the highest point of morality: "Are you the kind of person who doesn't keep his word? Answer carefully, I'm recording."

Huo Jin: "..."

Huo Jin grabbed the phone directly, and said to the phone: "Yes."

Then calmly handed him the phone.

Xia Fanchi was startled, and took the phone weakly.

How can this person do this?Isn't he shameless! ! !

In fact, Xia Fanchi can stand on another moral high ground and reprimand him for the kiss just now.

But I also..., so I am ashamed to mention this matter.

Moreover, if others don't care about it, but you are brooding about it, doesn't it seem that you have never seen the world?

"What are you reminiscing about?" Huo Jin's voice pulled him out of his wild thoughts.

Xia Fanchi immediately said: "Nothing."

Huo Jin looked at his red ears, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly: "Thinking about that kiss just now?"

"That's not a kiss!" Xia Fanchi categorically denied, "That's the most, the most counts... counts..."

He uttered a fresh and refined new term: "bickering."

Huo Jin cooperated: "Oh, bickering."

"..." Xia Fanchi looked at Huo Jin with a straight face, and asked him, "What are you doing in my room?"

Huo Jin leaned over: "Ask if you are free now."

Xia Fanchi paused, realized what he was talking about, and immediately said, "I'm just kidding you!"

Huo Jin said with a sullen face, "Are you all cute?"

...Xia Fanchi immediately protected himself, preventing him from pinching his wrist and pushing himself against the wall.

But Huo Jin has matured a lot now, after these days of tempering, he is no longer as easy to explode as in the beginning.

He slowed down, changed his calm face, and even smiled.

Xia Fanchi: "..." Don't laugh if you don't want to laugh, it's really scary to force the corners of your mouth like this.

Huo Jin raised his eyes and looked around the room. Everything was so familiar, but it was so difficult to live in.

"Don't always think about teasing others, at least during the marriage relationship." Huo Jin recalled what happened at the banquet, calmed down, and looked at him, "It's not good to be friends."

After finishing speaking, he emphasized it again: "I mean, use making friends as an excuse."

Xia Fanchi changed his strategy this time, he didn't confront him, didn't speak, just lowered his head like a poor little quail.

Huo Jin couldn't say anything serious anymore: "Go to bed early."

Xia Fanchi: "Oh."

Huo Jin took his mobile phone away.Xia Fanchi tried to grab it, but the phone was held up viciously.

"It's getting late." Huo Jin touched his head with the other hand, "Sleep."

...Xia Fanchi lay on the bed, and after a while, he touched the place where his hair had been touched by him. The man was really puzzled.

When Huo Jin went out in the morning, Xia Fanchi held a glass of milk and watched him put on his tie.

I have to say that people are good-looking, even wearing a tie is so pleasing to the eye.

Huo Jin's fingers were long, with well-defined knuckles, and he wore the tie casually, with his usual restrained and calm expression.

Xia Fanchi stared at his fingers and sighed in his heart, how could someone look so good-looking in a tie?

There is such a slight sense of abstinence.

Huo Jin's voice came: "When will you be free? I made an appointment with the doctor."

Xia Fanchi frowned, feeling a bit embarrassed: "I'm busy with schoolwork and have a lot of entertainment."

Huo Jin looked at him.

Xia Fanchi tasted the sweetness of showing weakness, bowed his head and didn't speak, like a poor little quail.

Huo Jin: "..."

Huo Jin was helpless, rubbed his forehead, and walked up to him: "Xia Fanchi, are you busy?"

Xia Fanchi nodded: "Well, this week——"

Huo Jin interrupted him expressionlessly: "The doctor is very handsome, single."

"But there is still time to squeeze in!" Xia Fanchi tried hard not to be so bright in his eyes.

Huo Jin: "..."

Xia Fanchi smiled and gently pulled off his tie: "You see your tie is crooked." He raised his hand and helped him tidy it up.

Huo Jin lowered his eyes and saw his serious face. His eyelashes were very long, with some slightly upward arcs at the ends, and each eyelash was so cute.

He remembered that Xia Fanchi insisted on running over to tie his tie before, and he hated it in every possible way, but he did not expect to remember that scene until now, as well as his clumsy and serious movements.

After Xia Fanchi tied it up, he would pat him on the shoulder and tease him with his eyes bent: "Okay, let's go to school."

"Okay, let's go to school!" Xia Fanchi helped him tidy up, and patted him on the shoulder with satisfaction.

Huo Jin came back to his senses.

Xia Fanchi said seriously: "Wearing the red scarf I tied for you."

Huo Jin: "..."

Xia Fanchi waved to him, and after a while, asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Huo Jin looked at him and said quietly: "Together, I'll take you to school."

Xia Fanchi: "..."

Xia Fanchi immediately refused: "Come on, how bad is it to let others misunderstand? I am a good, ordinary, pure male college student——"

"What's wrong," Huo Jin interrupted him, "At present you are a family man, clean up quickly."

Xia Fanchi couldn't screw him, so he followed him out of the door slowly.

Why on earth is he sending me to school?

What is his intention?

Xia Fanchi was puzzled all the way.

Soon near the school, Huo Jin turned sideways, raised his hand to unbuckle his seat belt, stared at his fair neck, thinking about whether to leave his own mark.

Xia Fanchi's neck felt cold, feeling ominous, he quickly covered his neck and looked at him vigilantly.

Before Huo Jin could get up completely, he got very close to him and opened his mouth: "Go home early at night."

"..."

"That Huo Jin really likes to meddle with me, we quarrel almost every day." Xia Fanchi complained angrily.

Today is Jia Cheng's birthday. After class, a group of their friends planned to have a carnival all night.

Before everyone arrived, Xia Fanchi prepared candles, stood on a stool to hang balloons, and continued to complain: "Can you believe it? I am such a refined and easy-going person that I have disputes with him every day."

Jia Cheng: "..." Have you misunderstood elegance and easy-going?

Jia Cheng: "Do you want to tell him that you will be late coming home tonight?"

"Why should I tell him?" Xia Fanchi straightened his back, "There is no need to report to him."

Then secretly sent a message to Huo Jin, and soon found the [perverted] note in the list: attend Chengcheng's birthday party tonight.

The other side replied to him: [Ten o'clock access control. 】

Xia Fanchi paused: [Ten o'clock?Are you crazy?How can young people go home to sleep at ten o'clock? 】

Huo Jin didn't reply to him.

In the company, Huo Jin was a little depressed.

He Duo came to sign the contract, brought a lot of small gifts along the way, asked the little assistant to distribute them to everyone, and walked over gently.

"Mr. He is so handsome, do you know he is single?"

"So gentle."

"Yeah, you have a nice smile."

As soon as He Duo saw Huo Jin's appearance, he was overjoyed: "Are you thinking about Xia Fanchi again?"

Huo Jin came back to his senses, flipped through the documents with his slender fingers, and said calmly, "I'm just not used to it."

"Oh," He Duo understood, "it's okay, if you bear with it for another month, you two will have nothing to do with each other."

Huo Jin paused.

He Duo knowingly asked, "Aren't you happy?"

Huo Jin squeezed out a smile.

After a while, Huo Jin said: "When Xia Fanchi returns to normal, no matter how much you ask me, I will never forgive him."

He Duo cooperated: "Then why didn't you forgive him? Is there any arrangement?"

Huo Jin sneered: "Let him wash the dishes for three days."

He Duo: "...it's terrible, I really sympathize with Xiao Xia." He put his hands on the edge of the chair, gossiping: "Then you used to wash the dishes in your house?"

Huo Jin: "Swap and wash."

He Duo sighed: "Then your relationship is really bad."

Xia Fanchi sometimes likes to mess with meals, so Huo Jin basically does the dishes.Although it is a contractual relationship, it must also pay attention to fairness.Huo Jin thought so.

"Sometimes it takes too long to deal with documents, and washing dishes can be regarded as a beneficial recreational activity." Huo Jin paused, then said lightly, "Sorry, I forgot that you don't have a family, so you don't understand these things."

He Duo: "..."

I really don't know what to be proud of in this kind of precarious business marriage that hasn't been discussed yet?

Huo Jin endured it, stared at Xia Fanchi's WeChat account, and finally waited for him to post a message, and clicked in immediately.

Xia Fanchi sent a group photo.Shou Xing was in the middle, surrounded by a group of people, and he saw Xia Fanchi smiling like a fool at a glance.

In the group photo are Xia Fanchi's peers.

Similar age, similar interests, similar living habits.

Thinking of this, Mr. Huo became even more depressed.

He Duo looked at the distraught Huo Jin, and couldn't help but lament that Feng Shui took turns.

Huo Jin has always been a working machine without emotion before, with a clear distinction between public and private, and his emotions are not affected by anything, basically there will be no situation where emotions take the upper hand over reason.

Before leaving, He Duo chatted with his assistant with a smile: "Your boss Huo is in a bad mood these days?"

The assistant who sent him out had worked beside Huo Jin for a long time, and he knew him very well: "Yeah, my face is gloomy from time to time. The whole company is shrouded in low air pressure, and everyone is worried, for fear of touching the scales."

Huo Jin didn't see anyone when he went home, and he didn't come back at almost ten o'clock. He wanted to contact him, held his hand, endured it, and patiently waited for his news.

He clicked on Xia Fanchi's previous post again, zoomed in and looked at everyone carefully, not letting go of every suspicious person.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a person.

It must be that little Biluochun.

Huo Jin was sure of it almost at a glance. He didn't know where he got his sixth sense, and his sense of crisis soared.