, but to think about how to remedy the situation. You immediately type out the revised plan and then go wash your face and tidy up a bit. Let's go out for a while."At this moment, Fu Yan is like a lif...Fu Yan went to the drawer and pulled out a tie at random. When she got it in her hand, she realized it was the one she had bought herself.

Just as she was about to change, Huo Mingzheng took her hand and examined it for a few moments. "I think this one is nice, try it on."

"This is cheap, you don't deserve it." Fu Yan withdrew her hand, wanting to put the tie back.

Huo Mingzheng tightened his grip, unable to tell if he was joking or not. "Isn't it said online that I'm dignified even when wearing a burlap sack Being able to wear an inexpensive tie with elegance is also my skill."

Fu Yan really wanted to say that he was shameless, but the truth was indeed so. Huo Mingzheng was born with a good figure and clothes never really complemented him.

But she just didn't want to wear this tie, but Huo Mingzheng was determined to make her.

The standoff continued. Fu Yan thought that it was better to endure a short pain than a long one. If Huo Mingzheng stabbed her a few times, she should have been numb by now. He wondered what would embarrass her enough for him to notice.

This time, Huo Mingzheng cooperated and didn't make things difficult for her.

Fu Yan's movements were practiced as she tied a knot, unwilling to get involved with him any further. She said without looking at him, "This one is really good, I'll take this one."

Ho Mingzheng coldly snorted: "Your ability to talk nonsense with your eyes open is getting more and more advanced. This tie doesn't look good, heavier than one."

He took off his tie and threw it to her.

Fu Yan gritted her teeth and endured it, striking again. Huo Mingzheng was still unsatisfied.

"Which style does Mr. Huo like" Fu Yan couldn't bear it any longer.

"One moment you call me Second Brother, the next you call me Mr. Huo, how many identities do I have" He untied his tie, his face darkening.

" Huo Mingzheng, what do you want to do!"

Huo Mingzheng looked at Fu Yan, who resembled a puffed-up cat, and smiled, “Finally couldn't help yourself”

The tie was put back in her hands.

"That's good, it's up to my satisfaction."

Fu Yan clenched her tie, unable to stand the annoying Huo Mingzheng. She took a deep breath, "Does Shen Wei know you're so good at flirting"

Huomingzheng smoothed his shirt collar and said matter-of-factly, "Well, maybe next time we can try it with her."

Fu Yan said too much to him, stabbing her heart with every word. She couldn't bear it anymore, so she took off her tie directly and turned to leave.

But Huo Mingzheng grabbed her wrist, "You're getting impatient. You're flustered and restless. Then write a couplet for me, something like 'a hundred years of good union'."

Fu Yan wanted to say he was crazy.

Ho Mingzheng leaned in, getting close to her ear, his voice low and husky: "Your calligraphy is good. When did you learn it"

He saw the words she had written in her study. Fu Yan clenched his fingers, he was sure he could recognize them.

"Imitating my writing secretly" His voice lowered even further.

Fu Yan's scalp tingled, and after a long silence, she said: "I used to be interested in learning calligraphy, and your writing is just barely readable."

A low chuckle rumbled in his throat. "Barely,"

He seemed to have made up his mind: "Since you appreciate it so much, wait until you get married and I'll write a couplet for you"

She got married......

Fu Yan didn't even consider marrying anyone else. She shook her head and remained silent.

Hu Mingzheng lowered his gaze, looking at Fu Yan who was so close. She was still young after all, and her lie was evident on her face. Her cheeks were flushed red, filled with shame and embarrassment, her eyes also red-rimmed as if she was about to cry.

But he knew she wouldn't cry, her temper was as stubborn as ten oxen couldn't pull it.

Man's warm breath approached, Fu Yan knew Huo Mingzheng's reaction too well, he was moved.

He may have been planning this whole play even when he first tied her a tie.

She quickly raised her elbow to ram it into his chest, but he effortlessly grabbed her hand and pinned it against the mirror in front of them, tying it with the tie she had bought.

"Ho Mingzheng..."

The man seized her chin, his fierce kiss sweeping over her like a tidal wave.

Fu Yan Teng didn't make a move with his hands, but used his legs instead. He was still easily overpowered by him. He took a step forward and pressed her knee with his long leg, looking down at her with an air of dominance.

Stepping back a little, his voice was raspy and low, gritting his teeth as he growled, "Fu Yan, don't tell me you don't feel anything."ort takes at least ten hours. Besides, even if he had arranged in advance, the congee would have gone cold after such a long time. Even if it was reheated, it wouldn't taste the same and wouldn't look...