
"What do you mean just now? What do you mean by hugging someone else for 500 dollars? And what do you mean I can even send my own body!"
Joanne asked directly, her voice wrapped in anger.
Huo Chengzhou opened his mouth, but he did not know how to explain it.
Should he say that he saw from the cctv camera and found that a young man had come, so he rushed to ask for an explanation?
"Sorry."
Huo Chengzhou suddenly apologized in a sincere tone: "I spoke rashly without knowing the situation and saw clearly."
From the contents of Joan's call, it can be concluded that the young man should have been familiar with Joan and was still in school, so it is true that he was thinking too much.
"So what are you looking at?" Joanne is still in an emotional mood.
"I saw a young man running out of the piano house at the entrance of the alley. I think it's a bad guy. I said something wrong in a hurry."
Huo Chengzhou apologized in a serious tone: "Sorry."
Joan: "........."
He sighed, and the power of holding the cup was weakened, as the cup fell, Huo Chengzhou was able to catch the cup, then fill the water and return it to Joan: "be careful."
Joan took a sip of warm water, and the warm current gradually ironed her mood all the way to her mouth. He patiently explained, "Qiao Yinchen, the brother of my second uncle, haven't you investigated me? Don't you even know this?"
Qiao Minghui did have a brother, who should be an ordinary family. He was not close to the Qiao Minghui family.
"Well, I'll treat you later and we'll have dinner together." The misunderstanding is solved. Huo Chengzhou was very happy: "he can even give you living expenses. It can be seen that he has a good relationship with you."
"It's okay."
Speaking of Qiao mingteng Qiao Minghui's brother, Joan's lips were shallow and her tone soft: "The second uncle was very kind to me and often gave money for school fees just yet. Even though he was scolded by his wife over this matter, he still secretly put an allowance on me from time to time, so my relationship with Qiao Yinchen was good. I consider him my brother."
Looking at the warmth at the bottom of his eyes, Huo Chengzhou's face softened involuntarily.his tone was slow, word for word: "I remember what is good for you, and I will help you to return it to them again, we can repay their kindness together"
Joan was stunned for a moment and subconsciously lowered her eyes. Although his vision was still dark, he seemed to see a hint of starlight.
"Huo Chengzhou."
His voice was as low and pleasant as usual, but he did not distinguish happiness and anger: "You are very complicated. I suspect you have a mental illness. Aren't you considering seeing a psychologist?"
The smile on Huo Chengzhou's face froze, and the pair of eyes instantly added a hint of coolness. Lip lines become tight, and thin lips become increasingly cold and provocative.
Unfortunately, Joan could not see her expression and shrugged her shoulders slightly: "obviously, you just got rough, and started apologizing for a moment, then now you start gently saying that you will help me pay back!"
He frowned and shook his head slowly, and his eyes floated in disbelief: "are you not really a schizophrenic?"
Huo Chengzhou barely appeared in a single breath. His face quickly changed color to that of a pig heart, but seeing the extraordinary serious expression on the face of that extraordinarily beautiful woman, he could not lose his temper, he could not lose his temper, but he could do nothing to Joan.
The man sighed for a moment. He smiled briefly, raised his hand, pinched Joan's chin, rubbed it gently, and said in a deep voice, "You're right. I have a mental illness."
Joanne's body is frozen. Mental illness?
Really true?
But he felt even more nervous as the cold fingertips of the man rubbed his chin gently. It's like a flash of electricity quickly spread from the chin to the rest, and it even beats a little fear in the heart. Joanne clearly felt her face look red as it was a bit hot. He retreated slightly, drew the control range of the man's fingertips, and then turned his face to drink water.
Suddenly he choked.
The man got up again and helped him for a long time. When his mood calmed down, Huo Chengzhou sat back in his wheelchair and looked at Joan with crossed legs: "don't worry, I'm a little grumpy from lack of sleep and won't pass down this habit."
Scratching his head, he turned around and did not look at her: "You think too much ..."
"What?" It took Joanne two seconds to realize what the man meant.
"Didn't you have a one-year marriage agreement for me to sign earlier? Why didn't you mention it recently?"
Joanne's hand reached out to him: "where is the letter, I'll sign it now."
Joan's hand is near. They are white and slender. His nails were neatly cut. And the powder on his face looked soft, it made people have the urge to kiss them.
Huo Chengzhou raised his hand.
As soon as this man's fingertips touched her finger, Joan pulled back her hand and slightly twisted her mouth: "I thought you liked this piano house, so you wouldn't sign a deal with me."
Huo Chengzhou's hand froze in the air for a while.
His gaze would not fall on the hand of Joan holding the cup, and his eyebrows slightly raised: "well, this is good. Much better than zhuxuan villa."
Quiet, elegant, bright, there is no need to do troublesome work, and the Internet speed to play the game is also good.
"You can play games with headphones here. Why do you have to turn on loud noises when you play at home?" Joan wondered and asked him, "at the zhuxuan villa. Everyone knows you like to play."
Huo Chengzhou leaned against the back of the chair and tapped his finger to the knee: "I like it."
Joanne closed her eyes, rubbed her finger against the glass for a moment, and suddenly said quietly, "Or do you prefer someone else to think you like playing games?"
Huo Chengzhou.
His deep eyes stared at Joan without blinking. He saw the smile on that face.
Then he turned his finger. The depth of his gaze was not hidden at all, but his tone was relaxed.
"I am me. Don't you think I like playing games?"
Joanne pinned a broken hair on her cheek to the back of her head and slightly nodded: "I should have liked it, but I always felt something was wrong."
"Is that a wrong example?" Huo Cheng asked curiously.
Joanne shrugged: "I don't know. Maybe when my eyes can see it, I'll know what kind of person you are."
He had always felt that Huo Chengzhou was so complicated that it made no sense to just listen to others.
Huo Chengzhou's eyes fell on Joan's calm face, and then he closed his eyes. He could feel the heat of the sun in the darkness. Besides, everything around seems to be uncertain. He tried his best to stretch his arms and explore the surrounding scenery.
The wheelchair moved forward little by little. Suddenly, he hit the chair and his knee hit hard.
"Hiisss" he hissed.
He took a breath and opened his eyes.
His eyes were fixed on the wooden bar stool lying in front of him.
"What's the problem, why do you feel pain?" Joanne asked.
"No." Huo Chengzhou rubbed his knees, and his gaze fell on Joan's beautiful eyes: "unintentionally bumped."
"Oh." Joanne propped up her chin and smiled: "It's all a small matter. Is this serious? If this is serious, I'll give you a tube of ointment and you can apply it yourself."
Huo Chengzhou did not reply. After a long time, he asked, "Do you experience it often?"
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~DECORATION~
SCHIZOPHRENIA is a disorder that affects a person's ability to think, feel, and behave properly. The exact cause of schizophrenia is unknown, but a combination of genetics, environment, and altered brain structures and chemical compounds may play a role in the disorder. Schizophrenia symptoms are characterized by thoughts or experiences that appear unrelated to reality, disorganized speech or behavior, and decreased participation in daily activities. Difficulty in concentrating and remembering.