A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 460: Affectionate Heart

When Huo Yan walked in, he whispered:

"It's time to eat," I turned to look at him, "You're busy, aren't you?"

You don't need to ask to know where he has free time.

Huo Yan brought out the rice, dishes, and hot soup, placed the chopsticks and spoons, and pushed the table towards Zhuang Zhoucheng.

"It's over there. I'll come over." Zhuang Zhoucheng spoke immediately, got out of bed and walked towards her.

I put his portion on the table, waited for him to sit down before I sat down myself, and smiled at him:

"It's a good thing it was my left hand that was injured, right? Otherwise I would need someone to feed me."

Huo Yan probably imagined the scene of Zhuang Zhoucheng needing to be fed, and turned to look at Zhuang Zhoucheng with a smile.

"Why are you laughing so foolishly, you little idiot?" Zhuang Zhoucheng tapped her on the head with his chopsticks.

Huo Yan took the spoon and approached Zhuang Zhoucheng:

"I'll feed you. Will you eat?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng's face darkened. This little bastard...

"Give it a try, okay?"

Huo Yan became interested and handed the rice and soup to him with a spoon.

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, it's a problem..."

"Little rascal, your skin is itching, isn't it, huh?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng spoke helplessly, with a smile in his eyes. His voice was not gentle, but his expression was not fierce.

Huo Yan naturally knew that he was not really angry, so he stood up and pushed forward towards him.

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, just for a moment, okay? Zhuang Zhoucheng..." Huo Yan said very seriously.

Zhuang Zhoucheng had no choice but to open his mouth and continue:

"Are you satisfied?"

Huo Yan looked at him and sat down awkwardly, because he felt that it was not that funny.

Zhuang Zhoucheng saw the disappointment in her eyes, and his heart tightened. He regretted not cooperating with her just now, which spoiled her fun.

"Not happy, huh?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his hand and gently stroked her hair.

In fact, she is also very cute and pretty with short hair. The flower-bud-shaped hair frames her inverted heart-shaped face, making her look a little silly and cute.

If it weren't for her exquisite and well-developed body, just looking at her face, she would be a teenage loli.

The head resting on the table reminded Zhuang Zhoucheng of the round Snowball in the villa who did nothing all day. Her eyes were sparkling. If you said something to her, she would look at you innocently, and your heart would melt.

Zhuang Zhoucheng really felt that he was possessed and loved her deeply.

"I'm not unhappy..."

At this moment, there were two clear knocks on the door, and Huo Yan turned around to look.

Lu Zeng opened the door:

"Third Master, I forgot to take Miss Huo Yan's Hong Kong-style pearl milk tea."

"hiss--"

When Lu Zeng spoke, Huo Yan took a breath and turned to look at Zhuang Zhoucheng in panic.

She secretly cursed Lu Zeng for being disloyal and said he must be deliberately trying to make trouble for her.

He clearly knew that Zhuang Zhoucheng would not allow it, but he still deliberately brought it in.

"I didn't order it, it came with the set meal, really..."

Huo Yan hurriedly explained to Zhuang Zhoucheng, and was so flustered that he almost bit his tongue.

"Bring it in." Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled and relaxed the restrictions.

You stopped me before without giving any explanation, but now you suddenly let me drink again?

Zhuang Zhoucheng followed up with another sentence:

"Since it comes with the set meal, it doesn't matter if I drink a little."

I will no longer force her to do anything, as this will only make her more and more disgusted.

"Thank you."

Huo Yan turned to Lu Zeng again. Lu Zeng walked in with a smile, placed the milk tea on the table, and then left quietly.

Huo Yan just held the milk tea and drank it. She liked milk tea, especially Assam milk tea, the bottled kind.

I don't know why, but I like it almost like an obsession.

Zhuang Zhou raised his eyebrows:

"You have to eat as you go along."

Huo Yan nodded, pushed the milk tea aside, and buried his head in eating with his lunch box.

Zhuang Zhoucheng rarely eats at this late hour, and Lu Zeng knows his eating habits, so he serves low-fat vegetarian food.

Zhuang Zhoucheng picked up some vegetables, took two bites, and then put down his chopsticks, looking straight at Huo Yan.

Huo Yan felt as if he was being stared at by two compelling gazes. He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng. His greasy little mouth was chewing, and the oiliness revealed a sense of naiveté, while his eyes were inexplicably dull.

She asked, "Why are you looking at me?"

Is this person weird?

Why are you staring at her if you're not eating?

"Eat yours, huh?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her face with a gentle expression.

Huo Yan curled his lips and continued.

Anyway, Zhuang Zhoucheng is sometimes a little neurotic, and she can't understand it anyway.

Huo Yan finished his own share and looked up. He saw that Zhuang Zhoucheng and the others had not made any moves yet.

"You're not going to eat anymore? You're afraid of getting fat, right? Come on, you're not going to be a model, why are you torturing yourself like this?"

Huo Yan picked up the dishes on his side with chopsticks. They were all vegetarian?

She didn't notice it when she took off the lid, but because the dish was so beautifully presented, she only saw it when she looked closely.

"Vegetarian food won't make you fat. Can you eat a little more?"

Huo Yan moved his chair and handed the chopsticks to Zhuang Zhoucheng.

Zhuang Zhoucheng blocked it and placed the chopsticks directly on the table:

"If you don't have the habit of eating at this time, your stomach will feel uncomfortable if you eat. Do you understand?"

"But you didn't eat anything... Actually, you won't gain weight if you eat a little more occasionally..." Huo Yan sighed, holding her face with her hands and looking at him.

"I'm just afraid that you'll dislike your husband for being old and fat." Zhuang Zhoucheng said with a smile.

Huo Yan was stunned and looked at him stupidly, the expression on his face gradually faded.

"I……"

I had nothing to say, but I couldn't ignore the fact that his words had hurt my heart. I felt a little flustered and suddenly stood up.

I was so flustered that I felt awkward when I stood up, so when I received his scrutinizing gaze, I pretended to be calm and sat down again.

Silently dragging the food in front of him, holding the chopsticks, he said softly:

"I'll help you eat it. It would be a shame to waste it."

She couldn't stand seeing food left on the table. In her villa in Kyoto, she could put the uneaten food in the refrigerator, but here, it would just be thrown away.

"Don't force yourself to eat if you're full. Don't upset your stomach, okay?" Zhuang Zhoucheng rubbed her hair.

She saw that he ate some, but she didn't mind the leftovers. Even this was enough for him to keep in his heart.

"Tell Lu Zeng to come in and take it away. Be obedient and let him feed the stray cats and dogs outside, so it won't be wasted." Zhuang Zhoucheng said in a low voice.

"Okay." Huo Yan nodded.

Huo Yan walked out of the ward with his tacit consent.

After closing the door, lean against it.

My hand subconsciously pressed against my chest, and for some reason, my heart was beating faster.