"Fool, how can you be so cute." Huo Jingzhou comforted her softly: "just accompany him to play games. Don't be so anxious to see him. Hang him and let him propose to see you first."

Mu Yuwei pursed her lips: "is this really good?"

"Do you believe my brother-in-law?"

"Believe it." Mu Yuwei said with a smile, "you have chased your sister. Of course I believe you."

"Ha ha..." Huo Jingzhou laughed heartily, but his eyes were cold: "don't ask ah Cheng about what I told you. Just think you don't know. See how he explains it to you."

"I understand." Mu Yuwei breathed a sigh of relief: "thank you, brother-in-law. I won't disturb your work. Bye."

"Bye."

Hung up the phone, Huo Jingzhou's eyes narrowed slightly, very good.

Everything is getting better.

……

The night was deep.

Mingyuan community.

The first thing Huo Feng did when he got home was to log in to the supreme game account given to him by Huo Chengzhou.

The chat interface of "Big Joe" is flashing. When it is opened, it is the message he sent: [Huohuo, are you busy?]

Even with psychological preparation, Huo Feng was embarrassed by the word Huo Huo.

He imagined the "Big Joe" he saw today. Although the sun was beautiful, he was at least a man. The words "Huo" came out of his mouth

Huo Feng's eyebrows were slightly picked. Fortunately, he could accept it.

He slightly picked his eyebrows and said, "OK, just got home."

Mu Yuwei looked at the message from the chat box and hesitated. Although her brother-in-law wouldn't let her ask, she still wanted an answer in her heart.

So she returned a message: [this morning...]

This question not only woke him up, but also gave him room to play freely.

Huo Feng hurriedly replied: [a friend was suddenly hospitalized and hurried there. I'm sorry.]

Mu Yuwei smiled. Sure enough, it seems that even if she doesn't ask a man, she should take the initiative to say it.

She hurried back to the news: [it doesn't matter. Is your friend okay?]

Look how gentle, virtuous and considerate she is.

Sharpen the knife: [it's all right.]

Big Joe: [shall we play games?]

Sharpen the knife: [OK.]

……

Saturday.

Joanne didn't go to the piano house when she wanted to rest for a day. After breakfast, she began to play the piano in the living room.

They were all lively and melodious songs. Aunt Fang stood and listened to them for a while and couldn't help sighing: "it's good to play. Even Mr. Fang, who doesn't like listening to music, can be happy."

When a song fell, Joan smiled and said, "Mr. Huo is so dry that he can't listen to such gentle music."

Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair just came out of the elevator. When he heard the speech, he frowned: "why am I so dry?"

Joanne tilted her head and looked in his direction: "isn't it? People who are angry will lose sleep, and the role of Lullaby is to give your brain a hint of calmness."

Huo Chengzhou listened helplessly to her serious nonsense: "I haven't heard your music as effective as before."

"That has nothing to do with me." Joanne left herself alone.

"What does that have to do with?"

With a slight pick on the tip of Joan's eyebrows, a warm and beautiful little face reflected the sun and became a picture: "don't you know?"

"I don't know." Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair leaned over and kept a step away from Joan. A pair of eyes fell on her face: "tell me."

Joanne shrugged. "You didn't know who you saw yesterday?"

Huo Chengzhou: "

For a long time, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and a faint light flashed at the bottom of his eyes: "still said he wasn't jealous?"