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

Chapter 530 Warm Feelings

This time, the action was an exception. Since all the people around were elders, Zhuang Zhoucheng had no choice but to do so.

Not only was he her husband, he was also the old man's son, the eldest wife's brother-in-law, and Tang Zhuang Jinhuan's younger brother.

He couldn't just favor his own woman, after all, he also had to take into account the identity of the head of the banker.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at Huo Yan's lips, leaned over and touched her lips, and whispered:

"Let's start over, shall we?"

Huo Yan pursed her lips and looked at him. What exactly does it mean to start over?

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, what do you want from me?"

Huo Yan looked at him. She seemed to understand what he meant, but not quite.

Zhuang Zhoucheng held Huo Yan in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head.

"I want you to accept me, feel me, and believe me. Can you do it?"

"Oh."

Huo Yan rolled her eyes and pushed him away, "It's too hot."

Zhuang Zhoucheng once again pulled Huo Yan's hand and asked:

"Do you want to go back now, or go back after eating?"

Huo Yan hesitated, kicking gravel with his feet, and finally spoke after a long while:

"Can I eat outside?"

There is a shadow.

It is enough for Zhuang Zhou to bear the pressure.

Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't object, raised his hand, and Lu Zeng's car drove up.

Huo Yan gritted his teeth and muttered softly:

"You have a car but you still have to walk. Do you want me to die of heat?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng pushed Huo Yan into the car. This little thing was quite pampered.

"Go to the left bank." Zhuang Zhoucheng said.

Huo Yan sat down and started playing with her phone. Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her phone screen and covered it with his big hand.

"Talk to someone, don't play with your phone all day."

"What? I can hear it."

Huo Yan pushed Zhuang Zhoucheng's hand away and continued playing.

Zhuang Zhoucheng did not try to stop her. He put his long arms behind her and gradually put them around her shoulders, saying softly:

"How's Beijing? Not bad, right? Very suitable for living. The education level and cultural heritage are among the best in the country..."

"But the environment is not good. The smog is so severe, and there are willow catkins flying everywhere."

Huo Yan replied incoherently without looking at Zhuang Zhoucheng, which made me feel annoyed.

Zhuang Zhoucheng paused for a moment and continued:

“The air in the suburbs is still good.”

Huo Yan looked up at Zhuang Zhoucheng with a question in his eyes:

"Are you planning to return to the capital?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng was stunned again. It seemed that she was not as dull as he thought.

Zhuang Zhoucheng gently grasped the back of Huo Yan's neck with his big palm, pressing her cervical vertebrae from time to time. She had been keeping her head down. She didn't know how much damage this would cause to her spine. In a few years, her neck would be severely strained.

"It will take some time."

Zhuang Zhoucheng's words were largely reserved and he did not make any final statements.

"Oh."

If he returns to the capital, it means her era of freedom will come.

It is impossible for her to come to Beijing to live. Besides, isn't she planning to go abroad?

The two of them had dinner before returning home. It was about a kilometer away to the Zhuang family compound.

Zhuang Zhoucheng asked Lu Zeng to drop them off in the car and walk back.

He pulled Huo Yan and asked her what she wanted to eat.

"Milk tea." Huo Yan said as soon as he opened his mouth.

Zhuang Zhoucheng pulled her into 7-11, but Huo Yan turned around and called Zhuang Zhoucheng outside.

"Uncle, can I have this? Please buy this for me."

Zhuang Zhoucheng put the milk tea in his hand back, his face looked a little gloomy, and walked out.

Huo Yan rushed over, hugged Zhuang Zhoucheng's arm, put her round head in front of him, and looked at him with a smile.

"Uncle Zhuangjia, is this okay?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng pinched her face fiercely with his big palm:

"It didn't hurt today, did it?"

Huo Yan curled her lips and pushed Zhuang Zhoucheng towards the milk tea shop. She looked around and shouted to the clerk:

"I want this fragrant wax apple and berry. How much is it?"

Shop assistant: “22.”

Huo Yan felt around in Zhuang Zhoucheng's pockets, checking them all over, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"You don't have any money?" Huo Yan asked with wide eyes.

Zhuang Zhoucheng pressed his eyebrows and said, "Let Lu Zeng bring it over."

"Forget it, forget it. I'll treat you."

Huo Yan was carrying a small bag for his cell phone. He took out his cell phone and scanned the code to pay.

She felt it was not worth it. Zhuang Zhoucheng was so rich, but he still wanted to spend her money. It was a huge loss for her.

"I'd also like a bubble tea with coconut, please."

"38 in total, here's the QR code." The clerk re-entered the payment.

Huo Yan pulled Zhuang Zhoucheng aside to sit and wait, leaning on the table, frowning and muttering:

"I want to eat fish balls. It's all your fault. Why do you have to get off the car..." She wouldn't have to spend any money if she went back directly.

"There's no money in your phone?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked her.

"A little bit." Huo Yan muttered.