Joanne was speechless for a moment. "Well, you're reasonable. I can't tell you."
Huo Chengzhou thought for a moment: "so I'm afraid you'll be asked when you go back at night. Do you need me to go there?"
"No." Joan said, "the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth."
……
At the moment, on the bus to Ling's piano shop, a car of people also know that Joan and Huo Chengzhou are in love.
Shen Yijia didn't say much, just said that the two people were already together.
Master Ling looked regretful: "unfortunately, Ling Yi is not lucky."
Ling Yi, who was driving, was astringent and strong with a smile: "Grandpa, Joan is happy. Everything else is not important."
Shen Mingyuan and Sui Yue can't help sighing: "Ling Yi is really a good child. It's a pity... Alas, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Don't worry about it, sir."
Master Ling nodded: "yes, most of his body has gone into the soil, and he can't manage so much."
However, it's a pity that Joan didn't become the granddaughter-in-law of the Ling family.
……
In the afternoon, the moving task went smoothly. Joan also went to see her office. Huo Chengzhou's sofa has been placed by the French window.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun slanted and the room was warm and soft.
The layout of the room is soft and warm, but because it is quite wired, the whole room is gentle and angular, which is very comfortable.
On both sides of the French window were double-layer curtains made of white yarn and light beige silk. Joan walked over and touched them: "a layer of white yarn is enough for the curtains, but it's just to block the sun in summer."
Huo Chengzhou quietly locked the door and slid his wheelchair to his desk. He took the remote control to close the curtain: "let me show you that this curtain can be closed only one floor."
He closed a layer of gauze curtain first. Joan walked a few steps away, felt the brightness in the room and expressed satisfaction: "you see, one layer is OK."
Huo Chengzhou lowered his eyes and smiled, and closed another layer of shallow rice silk curtain.
The light in the room was a few degrees darker, but it was still bright.
"The light transmittance is good." Joan studied it carefully: "what kind of cloth is this? Did sister Yun recommend it to you? I really haven't seen such a good transparent and private cloth. You... Ah!"
She took a step back and stepped directly on the man's feet. Looking back, she found that the man didn't know when to stand up and walked quietly behind her.
"You... Ah..."
With a low cry, qiao'an had been held by Huo Chengzhou. With a slight force, she was taken into her arms by the man.
She didn't react until a man's clear heartbeat sounded in her ear: "your curtains are for you, right?"
Huo Chengzhou whispered, "it's for us."
At the moment, his hand was on Joanne's slender waist. His breath was her light fragrance. He felt his heart beat faster.
It's like a drum beating together.
Joanne struggled and was pressed hard by him: "don't move, I'll hold it."
Joanne's face was buried in his chest and only blushed.
It's not the first time to hug, but it's the first time to hug as a boyfriend and girlfriend. This feeling is really completely different.
The heartbeat will accelerate, the hands will be nervous, and the face will turn red
Huo Chengzhou grinded his chin against Joan's head, then his head drooped slightly, his mouth whispered close to her ear.
"Joanne, I like you."
Joanne was scratched and carried forward by the thin breath he breathed. All her limbs and bones seemed to have a reaction and hid slightly: "don't blow..."
Hearing her low voice, Huo Chengzhou's heart was soft and in a mess: "OK."
His head was slightly pulled away, and then another provocative love word whispered, "I miss you."