At seven o'clock, the lights were on in the yard. Joan turned around and saw that the car was parking in the parking space. Soon Lin Yu picked up a man from the back. In a moment, the man came out of the car in a wheelchair.

Far away, the light is orange and dark. Joan can't see the man's appearance, but he can see that his legs on the wheelchair pedal are very long. It seems that he is more than 180 tall.

Three or five minutes later, Joan heard the sound of opening the door. She was suddenly nervous. Her eyes quickly moved to the small cake and looked like she was absorbed in eating the cake.

For a moment, the sound of the wheelchair turning came, followed by Aunt Fang's greeting voice: "come back, have dinner right away."

Joanne held her breath and heard a familiar low voice: "OK, where is she?"

"Eat cake in the living room." Aunt Fang said angrily, "not to wait for you?"

Huo Chengzhou smiled: "I guess I'm greedy."

Joanne: "

You're greedy. Your whole family is greedy!

At this moment, a figure appeared at the door of the living room. Joan held back for a while, but she still couldn't help raising her head. What she could see was a man's clear and meaningful face.

The facial features are very angular, the eyes are deep and elegant, the nose is very thin, and the lips are different from the imagination. The man's temperament is cold and noble, without a trace of cynicism.

In the moment when his eyes were opposite, Joan could see a touch of warmth at the bottom of his eyes, a hook on the corner of his lips, and the whole person's aura warmed up in an instant.

The gentle light of the living room fell on him. Under the beige sweater was a blue shirt collar, clean and tidy, and then down were the two legs wrapped in blue suit pants. You can see the beautiful leg shape.

In short, he is a very handsome man.

No wonder Meimei praised him for being handsome.

It's really handsome.

Although he noticed the sight of Joan, Huo Chengzhou naturally didn't know that her eyes had recovered. He still looked at her with a pair of affectionate eyes: "are you hungry?"

Joan's heart beat suddenly at the wrong rhythm. She looked back and lowered her eyes: "it's OK. She's eating a small cake."

Huo Chengzhou nodded. The wheelchair slid to Joan's side. His fingertips buckled on the wheelchair armrest: "I remember you asked me to bring you something?"

Joan thought for a moment: "Oh, Shengqiao... It doesn't matter. I said it casually at that time, and didn't ask you where you are..."

She was a little drunk when she called. She really said it casually.

If she was awake, she would never ask Huo Chengzhou anything.

There is always a sense of self humiliation.

Before Joanne finished her words, a box of beautifully packaged Shengqiao suddenly appeared in front of her. She had seen the package countless times and recognized it at a glance.

It was made in the bakery opposite the aus Conservatory of music.

She was stunned. The spoon in her hand unconsciously sent the cake to her mouth, but there was a wave in her heart.

This man actually bought it for her?

Huo Chengzhou naturally didn't know what she was thinking. He pushed Shengqiao in front of her and sent it to her: "I bought it for you."

Joan pretended to feel and took the packing box to her hand. Her fingertips touched the bronzing logo: "thank you..."

Huo Chengzhou slightly picked on his eyebrows: "I brought you something you like to eat. Why is your smile so perfunctory?"

Qiao'an hooked her lips and the pear vortex on her lips was shallow, but her smile always gave Huo Chengzhou a feeling that she was not pure enough.

It's like something's on your mind.

Huo Chengzhou twists his fingertips and sticks a pair of eyes on her face: "what unhappy things will happen to piano communication?"