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

Chapter 220 Mr. Zhou's meticulous love

Go and draw the curtains again.

This curtain...

I see. The curtains hanging by the floor-to-ceiling windows downstairs are from the same series as these.

She said, the interior design is obviously very grand and steady, so why are there curtains of such a different style? It turns out that it is to echo the place.

But in order to match the decoration of this room, this room is very good, but it is an eyesore when you look at other places.

Huo Yan walked back and forth in the room, touching this and looking there.

He even looked at the wall carefully several times, touching and poking it.

It is easy to misjudge the scale of European pastoral style home decoration.

Any more of this type of interior soft furnishings will appear garish and cumbersome.

So if the design is good, it will be very beautiful and eye-catching. But if the design is bad, it will be vulgar.

Huo Yan's fingers gently slid across the tassels on the desk lamp, and then she looked at the room again, smiling with her eyebrows curved, showing how much she liked this room.

The matter of Huo Yan being expelled from school has basically been settled.

She naturally didn't know what happened behind the scenes. She also asked Lu Zeng, but Lu Zeng was obviously unwilling to reveal too much.

The next day.

Huo Yan woke up in the morning with a cough, probably because the quilt was not covered properly.

Because I was wearing too many clothes, my arms and legs would move out of the quilt when it got hot, so I caught a cold.

Zhuang Zhoucheng knocked on the door, his palm on the handle.

Okay, it’s locked.

"Yan Yan, Yan Yan?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng called out from outside, not sure if she was up yet, as it was quite early.

But he always gets up at this point.

Huo Yan had just sat up when she heard a knock on the door and Zhuang Zhoucheng calling her. She was stunned for a moment and quickly responded:

"exist."

Sliding off the bed, stepping into the furry bunny's belly, he ran to open the door:

"I'm up."

He came to wake her up, right? She was afraid that he would get up early and go to the company early, leaving her here alone.

She wouldn't be able to go out at that time, so she set the alarm at this time.

Zhuang Zhoucheng rubbed Huo Yan's messy hair, his eyes darkening:

"Why do you catch a cold again?"

He pinched her nose, and as soon as he loosened his hand, Huo Yan subconsciously sniffed her nose, and snot came out.

"No." Huo Yan shook his head with a heavy nasal tone.

Zhuang Zhoucheng pinched her face and whispered:

"When you get up, change your clothes and go downstairs to eat, okay?"

Huo Yan nodded and immediately closed the door again.

What clothes should I change into?

Huo Yan put on the clothes he wore yesterday. Before he could put them on, the door knocked again. Huo Yan turned around and shouted loudly:

"I'm not dressed yet, wait a minute."

"Open the door." Zhuang Zhoucheng said angrily.

Huo Yan curled his lips and quickly ran to open the door. Then he raised his little face and asked:

"what's up?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her, walked into the house, and said in a deep voice:

"You turned around and locked it again. Who are you guarding against?"

"No..."

Huo Yan spoke softly. It was just a subconscious action. How could she know that he had left and come back again?

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her. She had her clothes on, but her pants were still in her pajamas.

"Come here." Zhuang Zhoucheng said.

Huo Yan walked over hesitantly. Zhuang Zhoucheng opened the cupboard built into the wall and said,

"These are for wearing at home. These are for wearing outside, understand?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng had just gone downstairs, but he came back because he remembered that he had not mentioned this matter to her.

Huo Yan nodded and took a look. Well, the clothes at home are all pink and tender colors.

When you go out, everything is gray, remember that.

"Thank you." Huo Yan quickly thanked him.

"Ok?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised an eyebrow at her and casually picked up a piece of clothing. There were photos hanging on the hangers. They were photos taken of the models wearing the clothes. They were all complete sets. He handed the photos on the hangers to her:

"I'm too lazy to put together my own wardrobe, so here's a reference. You can follow this. The corresponding storage cabinets for clothes contain sweaters and base layers. Got it?"

Huo Yan was a little surprised and opened her mouth slightly. Every piece has been matched?

"Yes, yes, I understand. Thank you."

She nodded quickly. Apart from saying thank you, she really didn't know what to say.

Zhuang Zhoucheng handed her the clothes and said:

"Put on."

"Oh, okay, I'll change it right away." Huo Yan nodded quickly.

While holding the thick coat, he quickly squatted down to pull the storage cabinet under the cupboard. Sure enough, there were clothes and pants that matched the photos, and even the socks were exactly the same color.

Huo Yan took out the whole set and placed it on the bed, then closed the cupboard and looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng and said:

"Um, Zhuang Zhoucheng, I think it's too troublesome to change and wash it every day. Actually, the coat can be worn for a few more days. It's not summer yet, so there's no need to change it every day."

Zhuang Zhoucheng frowned and said:

"You don't have to wash the clothes."

"Okay, got it."

Huo Yan responded muffledly while pulling up his pants to put on the new pants on the bed, pulling up the trouser legs, then turned around and sat on the bed to put on his socks.

Suddenly, he froze, looked up at Zhuang Zhoucheng, and his face flushed instantly:

"You, why don't you go out?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Huo Yan frowned fiercely, threw his socks back on the bed, and ran towards him:

"Get out! You're watching people change clothes! How disgusting! Get out!"

She actually pushed the man out directly. No doubt she had forgotten who the man was at that moment. She pushed him out the door, then smiled and whispered:

"I'll be fine soon, go do your thing first."

She closed the door, paused, and opened it again. The master hadn't left yet, so she added:

"Well, thank you, Zhuang Zhoucheng, I like all the clothes."

"Bam—"

The door was closed, and he subconsciously locked it. After taking two steps, he remembered, turned around, grasped the handle, turned it, and then walked in.

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows. He heard some noise inside. The door was probably locked and then unlocked again.

Yes, I took his words seriously.

Huo Yan quickly changed her clothes and washed up. The cold water froze her hands red. After washing, she took the skincare products on the counter and scooped some onto her face.

It's not about being conceited, and you shouldn't squander your skin's youthfulness just because you're young and have good skin.

In this cold winter, if you run around outside without applying something on your face, your skin will easily be cracked by the wind.

After Huo Yan tidied herself up, she ran downstairs. Zhuang Zhoucheng was keeping track of the time, and ten minutes later, he called for help.

"Here I come, here I come."

Huo Yan: "Dong Dong Dong"

He ran down from upstairs and reached the dining room door in one breath. Only when he got there did he have time to catch his breath.

"I'm here, Zhuang Zhoucheng. It's all because of this annoying rabbit that we have a hard time getting around." Huo Yan said with a pout.

Oh, girl, you can't blame anyone else, so you blame the rabbit.

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her and said with a serious face:

"Eat something."

"it is good."

Huo Yan ran over and drank the milk while it was still hot.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes fell on her and said:

"See how you eat other things after you finish drinking the milk." You might as well choke to death.

Huo Yan drank it in one gulp and licked the milky white milk on her lower lip with the tip of her pink tongue.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes darkened slightly and he looked at her calmly.

Huo Yan pushed the cup away, then pulled the poached eggs and toast towards him, saying:

"Drink the milk while you're hungry. It won't be so hard to drink when you're hungry."

Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't say anything else. What she said actually meant that she didn't like drinking milk. What else was there to say?

Huo Yan turned the fried egg, cut it in half with a knife, and ate one piece at a time. After that, she ate the toast. There was jam on the table, but she thought it tasted good just like that.

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her like that and felt like he was choking her.

Finally, he couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he stood up, poured her a cup of warm water, and placed it in front of her, saying coldly:

"You might as well choke to death."

Huo Yan quickly grabbed the glass of water and gulped it down, patting his chest as he felt relieved, and then said:

"I was afraid you'd waited too long. You'd already finished eating."

Zhuang Zhoucheng was stunned, his eyes wavered, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said:

"Not urgent."

The implication is that she can take her time.

"Are you going to school?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked her.

Huo Yan nodded, went to school in the morning, then went to Yang Yan's place with Liu Xiaojiao, and had to go to Chen Palace in the afternoon.

After Huo Yan finished eating, he took the initiative to clean up the table, washing the cups, plates, knives and forks and putting them back in their original places.

After standing in the kitchen for a long time, he came out and asked Zhuang Zhoucheng:

"Did you fry the poached eggs? Did you bake the bread too?"