Chapter 68

Joanne was stunned for a moment, and the tip of her eyebrow gently picked, "I like it! No?"

Looking at her wanton eyes and eyebrows, Huo Chengzhou smiled: "OK, it's hard to buy a thousand gold..."

He suddenly stopped. The two conversations just now were very similar to the dialogue that big Joe, the owner of the empty Island, loved to wear white, which he and Big Joe had discussed.

His eyes moved to Joanne's face again. The morning light came in through the window and gilded her delicate little face. The fluff on her face seemed to be clearly visible.

For a moment, he felt that big Joe, the owner of the empty Island, looked very much like Joanne.

He asked, "Joanne, do you play games?"

"Don't play." Joanne shrugged and looked very serious: "Mr. Huo, I advise you not to try to impose your hobby on me. I not only don't play games, but also hate playing games."

The tense mood on Huo Chengzhou's face disappeared in an instant. He looked lazy and leaned back to the back of his chair. His fingers knocked on his knees: "in fact, playing games can also be a kind of work. It's not as frustrating as you think."

"Maybe." Joanne's eyes moved out of the window.

If she didn't try to log in the game because of the account sent by someone that day, she would look at the scenery outside the window as usual, so that she would see the explosion attack for the first time, and she could hold her head like others, rather than being blind.

So she doesn't like playing games.

Not at all.

……

When Joan and Huo Chengzhou arrived at the piano house, Huofeng was waiting at the door. Joan opened the door of the piano house, and Huofeng arranged for workers to transport the sofa in.

Joan only knew that Huofeng had sent something, but she didn't know what it was, so she made three cups of coffee and asked Huofeng.

"What did you transport to the piano house?"

"Sofa." Huo Feng took the coffee handed over by Joan: "thank you, Miss Qiao."

"You're welcome." Joan smiled and added a touch of teasing: "it's also a bribe. The next time you see me, you don't say hello to me, but you have to tell your brother Cheng."

Huo Feng understood what she said and scratched her head: "well... You didn't bother me when you were chatting with Ling Shao."

"Well." Joan turned the coffee cup in her hand, and there was a doubt at the bottom of her eyes: "so you were in the coffee shop?"

Huo Feng's eyes moved to Huo Chengzhou, who was accepting the sofa. He saw his indifferent appearance and said, "yes, go in and buy a cup of coffee."

"How long have you been in the coffee shop?" Joanne asked again.

Huo Feng felt a cold sweat on his forehead. He looked at Huo Chengzhou for help: "how long have I been here?"

Huo Chengzhou was leaning on the back of the chair with his legs crossed. He heard his words in a cold voice: "don't you just go in and buy a cup of coffee? How long can you stay?"

"Oh, yes, just three or five minutes." Huo Feng said immediately.

Joanne: "

I always feel something wrong, but it seems that what I said is also right.

"Did you see my coffee cup lying on the table? Someone came and opened my wheelchair?" Asked Joanne.

"Ah? Did you pour your coffee cup? I didn't see it!" This time Huo Feng answered very decisively.

Because he was talking to Ling Yi in the bathroom at that time, he really didn't see it.

Joe was silent, and a touch of disappointment flashed at the bottom of his eyes: "well, it's okay. Remember to say hello next time you see me."

"OK, remember." Huo Feng hurriedly finished his coffee, said hello to them and left in a hurry.

Huo Chengzhou was still sitting on the sofa. A pair of deep eyes looked at Joan and saw that her face was full of worries.

After thinking for a moment, his thin lips opened slightly: "the coffee cup poured? And then?"