That night, Huo Jinbei, who took a leave of the day the next day, flew back to Tongcheng overnight.

When he arrived at the Huo family, Mr. Huo and Song Qingyuan were playing chess next to the chess table, and Qian Xing also sat next to the table, holding his legs, staring at the chessboard in front of him, but the expression of disappointment.

Huo Jinbei stepped forward and stretched out his hand to hold her.

Then she returned to God. When she looked up, she looked at him, and actually forgot that Father Huo and Song Qingyuan were still in front of him, and suddenly reached out to hug Huo Jinbei in front of him.

Father Huo and Song Qingyuan looked at it at the same time. Huo Jinbei glanced at the second old man. After nodding, he calmly pulled Qianxing to go upstairs.

After going to the living room on the second floor, Huo Jinbei pulled Qianxing and sat down on the sofa.

Before he asked what he asked, Qianxing had buried it into his arms again, and said dullly: "Huo Jinbei, I actually asked Shen Wangjin to go away ... I am worried about her ... you tell me

Did I make mistakes again? "

Huo Jinbei heard his words, but stroked her head and whispered: "Rest assured, Yibo knows what he wants."

Nympho

In the small house rented by Zhuang Yibo, she was sitting alone in the sofa alone, as if she was out of mind, but was really shocked by all kinds of voices around them -the sound of the neighbor's switching door, the cough in the aisle, the cough in the aisle

Sound, the sound of dragging tables and chairs upstairs, full of her eardrums.

When Zhuang Yibo couldn't help but reach out to block her ears, suddenly, the door of her room was opened from the outside.

Zhuang Yibo raised his head and looked at the door.

Shen Wangjin pushed into the door with a fruit bag in his hand, and looked up at her.

Zhuang Yibo took back his eyes, but his hands that were still tightly held before. At this moment, he unaware of it.

Shen Wangjin walked into the kitchen with the fruit. After cleaning, cut it carefully and put it in the plate.

After doing this, he found a fruit fork from the cabinet and put the fruit fork on the fruit plate, but he couldn't help but take a moment.

After all, this situation is what he has never expected.

He seems to have done everything in his life, but when he has bought fruits for women, he has to clean it carefully and put it neatly -still a woman who torture his nerves.

Shen Wangjin paused for a moment, and after all, he walked out with a fruit plate.

Zhuang Yibo still shrank in a corner of the sofa, holding her body, and fell in the corner next to the TV cabinet. She obviously had nothing, but she never looked away, and she didn't know what to watch.

Shen Wangjin sat down beside her, put down the fruit plate, picked a piece of bird's nest fruit to her lips.

Zhuang Yibo seemed to be less than half of the perception, neither moved nor the slightest response.

Shen Wangjin is patient but rare, and waited for a while before saying: "Don't eat rice, and the fruits don't eat. Do you really think you can become a immortal, or you have to force me to continue your nutritional needle?"

Zhuang Yibo still did not respond.

Shen Wangjin did not force her, put the fruit back to the disk, and stood up again.

At the moment he got up, Zhuang Yibo finally reacted -Shen Wangjin clearly saw that her hands that had her legs suddenly turned into fists and held her pants legs tightly.

This action, he had seen it once, when he went out to buy her fruit.

Shen Wangjin's eyes could not help but fall on her face that still had no expression.

She didn't have no response.

When he walked away, she would respond.
Chapter completed!