Huo Yushen's words comforted her somewhat, and she nestled quietly in his arms and nodded.

She rarely has such a quiet time, Huo Yushen still feels a little strange, but if he has a choice, he still wants to see her lively and cheerful appearance.

"Alright, it's time for you to sleep."

He coaxed her on the back like a baby.

Maybe his movements were too gentle, or maybe Shen Fanxing was really tired. She closed her eyes as he patted lightly, and fell asleep almost in the next second.

With his mouth slightly open, he made a small breathing sound.

This is especially noticeable on quiet nights.

Huo Yanshen glanced down, not sure if she was pretending or really asleep, it was too fast.

He pinched her little nose with his fingers.

Shen Fanxing, who was sleeping, waved his two little hands, and his small mouth opened a little, revealing his white teeth. The stretched thin eyebrows wrinkled aggrievedly, but the eyes had not yet opened.

Well, it's true that I fell asleep.

Huo Yan pushed the wheelchair deeply, carried her to the bedside, and carefully moved her up.

His legs were not very convenient, and it really wasted his strength.

Help her take off the bunny's pink slippers, cover her with the quilt, and adjust the temperature of the air conditioner. Huo Yanshen looked down at his crippled leg at this time, and frowned in distress and disgust.

Except for the fact that he couldn't look directly at the fact that he was crippled when he was very young, he never had such emotions when he grew up.

What if you can't stand up?

With his current status, anyone who sees him has to call him a big boy, and no one dares to look down on him. Those who stood bowed their knees to him who sit.

However, he suddenly wanted to be treated.

The idea still flashed in my mind, and I didn't settle down. Huo Yanshen had long been accustomed to not being able to stand up, and he didn't want to bother thinking anymore, listening to the words "I'm sorry" and "I'm sorry" that the doctors told him, and he looked forward to it again and again and was disappointed.

Huo Yanshen stood beside Shen Fanxing's bed, stayed for a long time, sighed, and pushed the wheelchair out.

I took the elevator downstairs.

It was already late, and the servants all went to the maid's room to rest.

He went to the open kitchen, opened the refrigerator for liquor, and pulled out a bottle of whiskey with a high degree of strength.

Tomorrow is the day when Shen Fanxing goes for an interview.

Thinking of this, Huo Yushen put the whiskey back and took a bottle of red wine with a low degree again. Take a nice vintage glass case, add ice cubes and pour in the red wine.

Take a shallow sip.

The bitter and slightly mellow taste rushed into his mouth, and the cold feeling lifted his spirits and made his whole body feel a lot more comfortable.

Smack.

There was footsteps behind him.

Huo Yanshen's hand holding the wine glass paused, and then raised his head and drank casually.

Steward Zhang turned on the dim and non-dazzling small lamp, came to him, bowed slightly, and said hello, "Da Shao, are you drinking again?" Count the days, and it's not time for you to satisfy your cravings. ”

He loves to drink, but he is not greedy.

Because of his leg problems, the doctors he came to see said that Huo Yanshen quit drinking. Whether it is high or low, drinking it is not good for the recovery of his legs.

Over the years, although he felt that he could no longer stand up, he still strictly adhered to it in terms of maintenance.

Until the last time, when Shen Fanxing came, he drank it once.

In terms of time, the next drink should be a month later.

"It's okay, once in a while." Huo Yanshen shook his head, didn't listen to the housekeeper's advice, and took a big sip again.

Steward Zhang could see that Dashao was very bored.

Sometimes when you are bored, drinking is indeed a good solution, and when you are drunk, you will have no worries.

But the legs of the big and young ......

This is gambling on probability, betting that God loves mercy and will not cause leg disease to attack because of this drinking.

"Hey."

Steward Zhang knew that it didn't make sense the first time, so he shouldn't persuade him anymore. He told him to drink less, and left.

In the silence and tranquility of the night, there was only a lonely lamp in the hall that filled the hall with a dim light. Through the window, you can vaguely see that some people are still lighting up, maybe they are watching TV as a family, or chatting to relieve their fatigue.

But he had nothing.

Huo Yan drank the wine one by one, and the whole person smelled of loneliness.

Although he didn't say it, Shen Fanxing's emotions actually infected him.

I drank the wine one by one, and I didn't know when it would be dawn.

Time flies.

Shen Fanxing got up from the bed with sleepy eyes, and it was already dawn. The sunlight shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows shone on her beautiful plain makeup, covering a layer of hazy golden light, and even the small fluff on her face could be seen clearly.

She rubbed her eyes and went to the bathroom in a daze.

I came out of the bathroom to wash up and refreshed.

Today can be regarded as a tough battle to be fought.

Shen Fanxing went downstairs, and the smell of breakfast filled the air. She looked left and right, but she didn't see Huo Yanshen.

Just when she was wondering, Aunt Nan came over and served her the freshly squeezed milk, "Young grandma, Da Shao went to the company early in the morning." ”

"Oh~" She pouted and was not very happy.

also wanted Huo Yanshen to watch her live broadcast, although she could watch it on the Internet, but she wanted him to be on the spot.

Aunt Nan looked at her depressed pouting and smiled lovingly, "Young grandma, don't be in a hurry to get angry, Da Shao said it, she will go to the scene." ”

"Really!" Shen Fanxing's eyes suddenly lit up again.

Her emotions came and went quickly, and she got Aunt Nan's answer, and happily picked up the milk cup and drank the milk with a gurgling voice.

While eating breakfast, I turned on my phone to see if there was any news on a certain blog.

Thank God, Bai Xueyao is not on the hot search anymore, she is about to vomit when she sees it.

She followed Bai Xueyao with a trumpet.

Last night, Bai Xueyao followed a Weibo.

It was she who sat on the edge of the bed with a melancholy face, and she was wearing a snow-white pajama dress, with chiffon sheer material, outlining her beautiful figure. This long skirt is white, her skin should not be exposed, and the angle problem is quite seductive.

But her expression is so melancholy, coupled with sad words.

[When I come back from abroad, I find that everything is wrong.] Is it my fault that the person I love is going farther and farther away? Is it also my fault to expose the sins of others? Is there any fairness in this world?]

What a little bullshit essay written.

As I said earlier, it seems that who is responsible for him, isn't it Huo Yanshen who is accused?

It's even more obvious later, isn't it Shen Fanxing who "exposed" and "sin"?

"Neuropathy." Shen Fanxing shook his head speechlessly, stopped looking at his phone, finished breakfast in three or two bites, wiped his mouth and was about to go to Massachusetts.

She wants to see how Bai Xueyao plans to expose her!