Huo Yijun's eyes flashed with irrepressible emotion.

Shi Rong hurriedly pulled up his nightgown and wrapped himself: "Don't think nonsense, important work is still waiting for you!" ”

"There is no job more important than you."

Huo Yijun grabbed her thin waist with his big hand and pulled her to his lap.

……

The car was small, and Huo Yijun was afraid of touching her legs, so he just hugged her for a while and let her go.

He hugged Shi Rong, walked through the rose garden, and returned from the first floor to the bedroom on the second floor, all the servants, including Uncle Cui, did not squint, and they were used to their eldest young master hugging the young lady as if she were a kitten.

"Let's sing in a wheelchair today." Huo Yijun watched her choose a skirt, so he whispered, "Your leg is not good for a day, I am always anxious and worried, afraid that you will fall on the stage." ”

"I can still stand up to the time of a song." Shi Rong took down a blue skirt, "I was standing two times before, but this time I suddenly have to use a wheelchair again, I don't want fans to think I'm hypocritical." ”

"It's real that you're hurt, and it's not about hypocrisy."

"Don't worry, I'll be careful and promise not to fall myself."

In fact, the program team will not allow her to take a wheelchair on stage at will, which will affect the effect of the show too much.

As a last resort, she didn't want to fall out with the program team.

Since you are an artist, you must be worthy of your efforts and the love of your fans.

Whether she studies or works, she is serious.

Shi Rong concentrated on choosing jewelry and shoes that could match the skirt, and Huo Yijun looked at her quietly.

He watched her every move, and he watched it very attentively.

It's like admiring a precious world-famous painting.

Occasionally, when Shi Rong looked back at him, he would look away, pretending to look at something else in the cloakroom.

"Do I wear this?" Shi Rong gestured to a blue dress.

"Your legs look good, and you're even more beautiful in a short skirt."

"Actually, I like pants the most, but these legs are not very convenient, and wearing a long skirt can cover the plaster." Shi Rong said with a smile.

"Then wear flat shoes, don't wear high heels." Huo Yijun proposed, and then picked out two pairs of flat shoes of the right color for her.

Shi Rong saw that it was really a good match, so he smiled: "In addition to stylists, there are not many men like you who are willing to choose clothes for women." ”

"Men are willing to do whatever they care about women. If he is unwilling to do it, it can only mean that he doesn't care about that woman in his heart. ”

Huo Yijun took a string of pearl necklaces and put them around her neck for her, "Your skirt is the color of the sea, and pearls are born by the sea." This chain of sea beads shines brightly and can make your skin appear more crystal clear. ”

Shi Rong looked at the mirror: "Mr. Huo has first-class taste. ”

Her neck is slender, and this string of beads makes her skin as white as snow, and she is delicate.

Huo Yijun took a sip of water from the cup, suppressed the beast in his body, and his voice was as gentle as ever: "There is movement at the door, it is estimated that your makeup artist has arrived." ”

"Why didn't I hear that?"

Shi Rong walked out on crutches to take a look, and sure enough, Su Li and Wang Xiangcai jumped out of the car one after the other, and greeted Uncle Cui with a spring breeze.

The rose garden is large and there is a long distance from the bedroom cloakroom to the main entrance.

Shi Rong was surprised by Huo Yijun's sharp hearing beyond ordinary people.