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

Chapter 634: Not enough, we need to work harder

Before Zhuang Zhoucheng came back, he called Huo Yan, and Huo Yan waited obediently at the door.

When Zhuang Zhoucheng entered the room, Huo Yan walked forward obediently, waited for him to lean over, kissed him on the side of his cheek, and then helped him change his shoes.

If I don't do anything out of the ordinary, it would be really embarrassing if I were seen again.

Zhuang Zhoucheng pinched Huo Yan's little face. Why is she so quiet today?

"What did you do today?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked with a smile.

After changing her shoes, I pulled her upstairs. She had to take a shower and change her clothes before she could feel comfortable.

After entering the house, Huo Yan pounced on Zhuang Zhoucheng.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's expression softened. That was right. After a whole day, she was still so quiet as if nothing had happened when she came back. He had to wonder where her mind was.

Zhuang Zhoucheng hugged Huo Yan and kissed her on the cheek:

"Miss me?"

"Think about it."

Huo Yan laughed happily, hugged his neck and kissed him all over the face.

At this time, she felt that the world was full of sunshine because her husband was capable and loved her.

Why should she please the whole family?

She just needs to make her husband happy.

"What did you do today? Watch TV all day again?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng rubbed her hair and said, "Watching TV dramas all day long, don't make yourself stupid."

"I read a novel today. It's a novel of more than one million words, and I finished it all today." Huo Yan said with some pride, with a smile on his face.

She felt a little bitter in her heart, and in fact she couldn't hold on any longer.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was helpless:

"Don't read those low-brow things. If you want to read a book, go to the bookstore and buy a physical copy. Reading it at home, facing the computer, will hurt your eyes."

Huo Yan was a little unhappy that Zhuang Zhoucheng said this about her idol, and struggled to slide off him:

"Many books online are just as good as those written by traditional authors. At the very least, they also convey positive energy. I've seen many great writers publish novels whose content is truly mediocre. Now is the internet age, please update your stubborn and conservative thinking."

"Wow, your tongue is getting better and better. If you don't know, you might think you have honed it by bickering with the younger generations at home every day." Zhuang Zhoucheng laughed softly.

Huo Yan glanced at him, chuckled and muttered:

"No."

She turned around, opened the cupboard, and took out his home clothes.

How could she dare to say a word to anyone in their family?

Everyone has a few people backing them up. No matter who she talks to, they will support her. Even the kitchen lady can talk about her.

Her situation was not as good as Zhuang Zhoucheng had imagined.

Could it be that she didn’t hear the previous conversation between the kitchen aunt?

As soon as I walked out of the kitchen, the auntie was yelling at me so loudly, wasn't it just for her to hear?

"Go wash up, I'll wait for you to go downstairs for dinner."

Huo Yan handed the clothes to Zhuang Zhoucheng and said with a smile.

Zhuang Zhoucheng leaned over and touched her face. The little thing lowered her brows and looked amiable, which made her look endearing.

"Well, wait for me."

When Zhuang Zhoucheng entered the bathroom, the smile on Huo Yan's face disappeared.

Think about it, I don’t have much time left in the capital, and I will have to go back to Kyoto sooner or later.

So, I will just treat these few days as a training session to help myself adapt to the unfamiliar environment.

At the dinner table, the old man mentioned the child again.

Huo Yan buried his head a little low.

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his hand to lift her chin several times, ignoring the gazes of everyone at the table, and whispered to her:

"Do you eat with your forehead?"

"No." Huo Yan said in a muffled voice.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her warningly, but she didn't look up.

Turning sideways to the old man, he simply said:

"Dad, I'm in good health, don't worry. I'll take this matter seriously once the company's situation stabilizes."

The old man didn't pursue her this time. We are all men, how could he not understand what this means?

Bringing it up would embarrass my son, but if I didn't say it in front of everyone, he would take it to heart.

Fortunately, he gave me the words, and I felt relieved in front of the old man.

"Yes, Zhou Chengcai has just returned to the capital, and the company has a lot of things for him to take care of." Mrs. Xiang continued.

There was a chorus of agreement from the back, which gave the Third Master enough face.

Huo Yan was dealt with that night. Zhuang Zhoucheng threw her onto the bed and pressed his strong body on top of her.

"I'm sick, huh?"

Huo Yan shook his head, "I didn't say that, seriously, you have to believe me!"

Huo Yan cried out in injustice, what did this have to do with her?

Instead of asking her questions without asking any questions, should you at least listen to her explanation?

"You didn't say that. How can an old man ask that?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. This damn little thing, she actually suspected that he was sick?

"It really wasn't me, husband, good brother, please believe me."

Huo Yan fearlessly put his arms around his neck, his brows trembling.

Zhuang Zhoucheng obviously didn't believe it, and Huo Yan gently poked his chest with her index finger.

"You know how scary your family is. They insist on getting answers to every question. My father-in-law is so scary. I can't just pretend I didn't hear him every time he asks me. I'll just say it's not up to me to decide. I have to rely on you. But we've reached an agreement, right? I'll consider this matter after I return from studying abroad, so I have to say it another way and say you're busy with work..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng came from a cold place. Huo Yanqi was weakening, but he still didn't give up:

"You are busy, very busy..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng bit her little mouth and swallowed all her words.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was actually quite puzzled. He had made such thorough preparations, so why didn't he plant them all at once?

Logically speaking, given his strength, he should be able to hit the target every time.

Huo Yan was made to open and close by Zhuang Zhoucheng, with air flowing in but not out.

Afterwards.

The two of them lay on the bed, sweating profusely. Huo Yan felt uncomfortable all over, and the hand kept poking at his arm.

"I'm not feeling well. Please get out now. I need to take a shower."

I don’t know what’s wrong with him. He’s covered in sweat. Doesn’t he feel uncomfortable?

"Wash later, ok?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng was afraid of pressing her, so he turned her over when he turned over. . . .

Huo Yan felt very uncomfortable.

I don’t know what’s going on lately, I can’t keep up with the feeling.

Nearly half an hour later, Zhuang Zhoucheng finally let her go. Huo Yan called out to Zhuang Zhoucheng in the bathroom:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, I need an angel."

There was a little bleeding, but Huo Yan didn't do anything because he thought it was usually like this on the first day of the menstrual period.

I'm still blaming him. No wonder I have back pain. It turns out my period came early.

When Zhuang Zhoucheng heard this, his face instantly turned dark and he slapped his head hard. Could it be that he was not working hard enough?