Chapter 252

Huo Chengzhou was surprised to see the two of the Shen family, but he said hello calmly: "Shen Shao, Miss Shen."

Shen Yijia turned a blind eye to his greeting, but Shen Anning nodded slightly as a response.

Huo Chengzhou's wheelchair slid to Joan and handed the box in his hand: "I'll bring you snacks."

Smelling the sweet and slightly sour taste, Joan's eyebrows raised slightly: "mini sugar gourd?"

"Yes." Huo Chengzhou smiled: "I bought it from wanghong store. Huofeng lined up for half an hour in the cold wind."

Joanne felt a little happy about the picture: "thank you."

Just as she was about to introduce Shen Yijia and Shen Anning, she heard the voice of them getting up, followed by Shen Yijia's elegant voice: "I won't disturb Anning today. We'll make an appointment when you arrive in Hangzhou later."

"OK." Joanne stood up and said, "then go slowly."

Shen Yijia passed by with Shen Anning and Huo Chengzhou. Let alone say hello, her eyes fell.

Huo Chengzhou raised his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. Shen Yijia's temper is strange enough. Even if he has a grudge against his father, how can he blame him.

Don't even say hello.

After walking out of the piano house, Shen Anning was surprised: "brother, why didn't you answer when Mr. Huo said hello to you just now?"

This really goes against my brother's always gentle and modest style.

Shen Yijia felt cool at the bottom of her eyes: "you don't have to pay attention to the people of the Huo family in the future. They don't deserve it."

Shen Anning pursed her lips. She seldom saw her eldest brother so indifferent: "what's going on?"

Shen Yijia sighed slightly: "forget it, let's go. Let's find a place to eat first, and then go to the mall to buy gifts."

Seeing that he didn't want to talk more about Shen Anning's knowledge and interest, he didn't ask any more questions: "OK."

……

In the piano house.

Huo Chengzhou looked at three cups of coffee on the table and twirled his fingers: "Shen Yijia and Shen Anning came early?"

"Yes." Joan picked up the candied haws and said, "you didn't come long after you left."

Huo Chengzhou raised his wrist to look at his watch, so they actually talked with Joan all afternoon.

"What are you talking about?" He asked.

"Piano." Qiao'an was eating sweet gourd with taro flavor. A touch of surprise appeared at the bottom of his eyes: "delicious."

Huo Chengzhou was warm at the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't help asking, "what did Shen Yijia just say to get together again in Hangzhou? Why? Are you going to Hangzhou?"

"Yes." Joan explained, "there will be a piano exchange meeting in Hangzhou in the middle and late of this month. Master Ling and I will go there."

"In the middle and late ten days." Huo Chengzhou looked at the calendar and schedule and twirled his fingers: "I'll go with you then."

Joanne raised her eyebrows: "are you also interested in piano exchange?"

Huo Chengzhou smiled: "No."

"What about you?" Why do you have to go.

I'm interested in you!

Huo Chengzhou's stomach Fei said, but the export words were naturally processed: "I'm afraid you're not safe alone."

"Old man Ling will go together."

"And Ling Yi, right?" Huo Chengzhou smiled in a low voice and said, "do you think I will rest assured that you stay with him?"

Joanne was stunned for a moment. When she understood the meaning of his words, she tilted her head slightly: "you don't believe me so much? I said I was a person with contract spirit."

Huo Chengzhou doesn't want to discuss this issue with her, because he is always the one who gets shot in the innocent. A woman looks indifferent and mentions the spirit of the contract without taking into account the real thoughts in his heart.

"Anyway, I'll be fine then. I also want to see Hangzhou." Huo Chengzhou raised his eyebrows slightly: "no?"

Joanne smiled: "yes, I can't control my legs if they grow on you?"

Huo Chengzhou's eyes fell on Joan's face. Seeing that her mouth was stuffed like a lovely little hamster, his heart suddenly moved. He only felt that the scenery in the evening was good-looking.

Seeing a few grains of glutinous rice on her lips, Huo Chengzhou didn't think about it. He just raised his hand to wipe it. His fingertips touched the warmth of her lips, but his own heartbeat inexplicably missed the rhythm.