Chapter 432

The sun sprinkles light on every place of the Huo family and sows vitality on everyone of the Huo family.

Huo Xinfei recently fell in love with a new mobile phone and was playing with it in the house. The mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Hello?" Huo Xinfei smiled, "who?"

"I'm Li su'er, forget me?" a light voice jumped out of the mobile phone, sweet and like a little bee.

"Oh, old classmate, how is it you?" Huo Xinfei thought. Since graduating from college, I haven't contacted my college classmates for a long time, including this former roommate.

"What are you doing recently?" Li su'er smiled.

"Hey, I'm busy. Sometimes I'm idle," Huo Xinfei replied casually, thinking about Li su'er.

"I heard that Feng Zeyang has come back. Don't you have so little to see him?" Li su'er smiled.

Huo Xinfei doesn't know why she got Feng Zeyang's news from Li su'er. Does Feng Zeyang not want to take the initiative to start the topic? Or something else?

"Why did you suddenly mention him?" Huo Xinfei smiled.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Li su'er laughed. "The couple are in conflict? It can be said among the students. Feng Zeyang, a professional missing person, suddenly came back this time. I don't know what kind of play he will play with Huo Xinfei. The audience are waiting for it."

"Fuck you." Huo Xinfei remembered that she had just added a group of college students a few days ago. I'm afraid it made Li su'er think of calling herself.

The two gossip for a while, and then hang up. Huo Xinfei has something on her mind.

Feng Zeyang is back, so should I go to see him?

"Whether to go or not is a question." Huo Xinfei thought with a smile and finally decided to go.

When she went out to start the car, she remembered that Feng Zeyang had come back. Now she's not sure where she is. On second thought, just rely on the sixth sense to find him. Doesn't it say that a woman's sixth sense is the most accurate? Try it today.

Sure enough, Huo Xinfei's sixth sense was so accurate that Feng Zeyang was startled.

"You caught me when I came back. Did you join the FBI?" Feng Zeyang joked.

"Just catch you and use the FBI?" Huo Xinfei smiled.

They chatted casually. Feng Zeyang said with a smile, "it's time for dinner. Please have dinner."

"This is good." Huo Xinfei nodded and followed him out.

On his way back, Feng Zeyang saw a restaurant called "our husband's Club". The decoration was very chic. He thought he must come and have a try. Who knows that Huo Xinfei caught Huo Xinfei just after he came back and didn't sit down. He just took the opportunity to feel the restaurant.

The car soon arrived at its destination. Two people open the door and get off.

I saw a quadrangle. Outside, facing the roadside, there were a row of red lanterns with the words "long live Mao Ze dong thought!". Inside, the roadside is full of sculptures of Mao Ze Dong era, such as steelworkers, Oriental red satellites, atomic bombs, red guards with little red books, and so on. When I came to the front door, I saw a huge signboard with a picture of workers, farmers, soldiers and intellectuals holding a small red book and raising their hands to the front. There were six big words below: "our husband's society".

"Have an idea." Huo Xinfei smiled.

When they walked in, they saw the portraits of the four leaders pasted on the wall. Below were all kinds of delicious food from MAOZe East era, such as rough steamed buns, Wowotou, all kinds of big fish and meat.

"Very local." Huo Xinfei smiled and nodded.

"Make yourself at home. It's my treat." a waiter in Red Guard clothes came to greet him and handed the menu to Huo Xinfei. Feng Zeyang smiled generously.

"OK, I'll eat big today." Huo Xinfei ordered a table of dishes.

After the two people ate, the waiter brought tea and melon seeds and chatted while eating.

Looking at Feng Zeyang's high spirited appearance, Huo Xinfei felt very beautiful.

"Don't just look at it, just say something." Feng Zeyang smiled at Huo Xinfei. He was a little embarrassed and said with a smile.

"I want to say that I still have feelings for you." Huo Xinfei smiled at Feng Zeyang in the dense fog of tea.

"So direct." Feng Zeyang smiled faintly and looked at Huo Xinfei's face. The fog is like clouds, and Huo Xinfei is a bit like Chang'e fairy, but he doesn't want to be Marshal Tianpeng. Just being Marshal Tianpeng will end badly.

"I also want to have a sincere relationship, which is very stable. At this age, I don't want to experience that kind of emotional life." Feng Zeyang smiled.

"Are you affirming my confession?" Huo Xinfei was very happy. Although what he said was not as direct as her, it was an affirmative statement at least.

"Ha ha. What if it is?" Feng Zeyang felt very provocative and sipped his tea.

"If so?" Huo Xinfei was a little upset. "Why is it 'if'?"

"Don't interrupt, just go on as I say." Feng Zeyang really liked this teasing feeling, so he smiled.

"Well, in view of your spending so much tonight, I'll promise you." Huo Xinfei smiled. "If so, we can talk."

"What are you talking about?" Feng Zeyang felt that Huo Xinfei was also a little provocative, and his speech was no longer so direct.

"There are many possibilities to talk about it. For example, we can exchange views and have a good talk on the oil problem in the Middle East; we can also talk about the performance of the moon rabbit robot on the moon, the discovery of the Jiaolong deep-water probe on the seabed, Mr. Liu moudong's dissolute and rich life, and his wife's psychological feelings, etc." Huo Xinfei said with a smile.

"All right." Feng Zeyang smiled and thought that Confucius said well. He didn't want to give it to others. Huo Xinfei's action was retribution for himself. He nodded and finally expressed his mind, "I don't think we are suitable."

"Who do you think you are suitable for?" Huo Xinfei asked directly, hurt in her heart.

"I like Zhang Mulin," Feng Zeyang said with a smile.

"Oh, it's a pity that Zhang Mulin has been with Zhang Guohua again." Huo Xinfei said faintly, looking at Feng Zeyang.

"What?" Feng Zeyang was greatly touched. His mouth was wide open, and his eyes were all disappointed and lost.

Huo Xinfei stopped talking, lowered her head and took a sip of tea, frowning.

"The tea is bitter," she said, but at the moment her mood is as bitter as tea.

Feng Zeyang didn't react from the touch just now, but his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He politely said, "take a melon seed. The melon seed is quite fragrant."