Joan was stunned and smiled: "there was an outsider just now, but not now. Besides, Huo Feng has to drive later..."

Huo Chengzhou looked at Huo Feng, who was swallowing his saliva at the next table, and smiled: "no, he's a single dog. He doesn't deserve it."

Joanne: "

Huo Feng just ordered a good meal and said to the waiter happily, "two bowls of rice."

Huo Chengzhou suddenly smiled: "I thought about two people's world, OK?"

Joanne played with the water cup in her hand, and the pear vortex appeared on her lips: "of course, but you have to take care of me."

"Otherwise?" The man smiled.

Joanne's heart suddenly warmed, and she lowered her eyes and smiled.

A lunch, Huo Chengzhou took care of Joan very naturally and considerately. He helped her wash vegetables, add meat and juice.

Joanne only ate quietly and talked to him from time to time. The scene was warm.

During this period, Joan received a call from Ling Yi and asked her whether she was safe to get home. Joan only said that she was already eating, which reassured him.

So after hanging up the phone, the bowl in her hand was removed by a pair of big hands opposite. Joan picked up chopsticks and clamped loneliness. Her eyes stared: "hmm?"

"Why don't you say who you're eating with?" The man asked coolly.

Joanne blinked her big eyes. "Why do you say he's not mine?"

When Huo Chengzhou heard the second sentence, he puffed and burst like a balloon. The bottom of his eyes crossed the warm color. He took some shrimp and slipped it into Joan's bowl, and put the bowl properly at her hand.

"Eat, your favorite shrimp is slippery."

Joanne looked the same and lowered her head to eat. She couldn't help turning her eyes.

This man... Has a strong desire for monopoly.

After lunch, they went downstairs and returned. When passing the hall, Huo Chengzhou saw that the staff were carefully moving the piano that Joan had just played.

"The piano seems good. It sounds pure."

"Of course." Joan then said, "Ling is the treasure of a piano shop."

Huo Chengzhou saw a touch of starlight in her eyes. His eyes were slightly heavy, and his eyes fell on the piano again.

……

The next day, Huo Chengzhou left the piano house after lunch. Joan insisted on getting off work alone, and the driver took her home.

As soon as she entered the door, aunt Fang took her hand and said, "madam is back. Sir has prepared a surprise for you."

"Surprise for me? What surprise?"

Aunt Fang just smiled: "I'll take you over and see you."

Huo Chengzhou leaned lazily on the sofa, turned casually with an iPad in his hand, but his eyes fell on Joan and observed her reaction.

Aunt Fang took Joanne to the French window, took care of her, sat on the white square stool, and put her hand forward.

"Ding Dong", Joanne's finger touched the piano key.

Her eyebrows quickly jumped into a happy color, and the tip of her eyebrows gently picked: "piano?"

Aunt Fang smiled: "yes, it was just shipped back this afternoon. Sir bought it for you."

Huo Chengzhou gave aunt Fang a look in her eyes, but her tone was not slow: "it's just a decoration in the house. Whoever can play will play. I didn't say I bought it for anyone."

Aunt Fang smiled: "in this big house, in addition to his wife, others can play the piano?"

Huo Chengzhou leaned on the sofa: "then play a song and listen."

Fang aunt patted Joanne: "Mrs. wants to play, and she doesn't want to play, but she doesn't play. You has the final say in this family."

Joan bent her lips and smiled, "I know, aunt Fang."

"Then I'll go to the kitchen and prepare dinner." Looking at the happy look between Joan's eyebrows and eyes, aunt Fang gave Huo Chengzhou a look of approval. Then she raised her feet and went to the kitchen.

Huo Chengzhou's eyes fell on Joan, a white hooded sweater with black jeans, horsetail tied on his head, plain face up to the sky, but dazzling.

In late autumn and early winter, it was already dark at more than five o'clock. The orange halo of street lamps outside the window fell on Joan's body, making her whole person smart.

Huo Chengzhou's eyes were warm and his mood was inexplicably good.

"Play you a lighter song." Said Joanne, leaning back.