Chapter 7: The Familiar Scent of Paeonia

Huo Feng lowered his eyes to avoid Huo Chengzhou's inquiring look, "Temporarily completely invisible ... but it is said to have been lined up for corneas, and should soon be able to regain the light."

Huo Chengzhou closed his eyes again and smiled to himself, his tone indistinguishable from joy: "Not bad, a blind man with a cripple, a natural pair."

Huo Feng scratched his head, not quite sure exactly what he meant by that, and said in an indignant tone, "Could it be Huo Jingzhou's staging again!"

Huo Chengzhou sneered, "Who else could there be but for me, the dear big brother?"

Between the words, Huo Chengzhou again lying on the sofa a, a sudden red mark between the neck then jumped out from under the shirt, looking at Huo Feng's heart puzzled.

The marks seem to be ... strawberry marks?

"Brother Cheng you ..." Huo Feng pointed to his neck, "You have this neck ..."

Seeing that he wanted to say something Huo Chengzhou raised his hand and grabbed his shirt to block it, and gave him a fierce look, "Your family lives by the sea?"

The implication is that he is wide of the mark.

Huo Feng lowered his eyes and crumbled, "It's not that I care about you ..."

A cell phone ringing interrupted the conversation between the two, Huo Chengzhou glanced at the caller alert and picked up the phone, his tone carrying a few lazy words, "Hey, Dad."

At the other end of the phone, not knowing what was said, Huo Chengzhou rubbed his eyes and replied seriously, "Just woke up, haven't gotten up yet ... to get a marriage license? Good, then I'll leave later."

Only when the other party hung up did Huo Chengzhou's face go cold, throwing the phone on the coffee table with a smooth snap.

Huo Feng was instantly taken aback, "Brother Cheng ..."

"All right, get the car ready, go to Joe's house."

Huo Feng nimbly responded, "Good."

...

The car turned a corner and drove into the Huancui neighborhood, and some distance away Huo Feng saw a woman standing in front of Qiao's house, holding a guide stick in her hand, her spine straight.

Huo Feng turned around, "Brother Cheng ..."

Huo Chengzhou, who had his eyes closed, raised his head, "Hm?"

"Do you see if that is Joanne, the eldest Miss Jo, standing at the door?"

Huo Chengzhou didn't even look at it, "How should I know."

Huo Feng: "..."

Also.

The car quickly leaned to a stop next to the woman, and Huo Feng read as he unbuckled his seatbelt, "Then I'd better go ring a doorbell."

Huo Chengzhou turned his head, and as far as the eye could see was a woman of slender stature.

The camel coat with a white turtleneck sweater, lined with a slender neck, eyes firmly looking forward, the breeze lifted her hair, porcelain white small face he had a small slap mark.

"That's her." Huo Chengzhou said lazily, "Let her get in the car."

Huo Feng froze for a moment, "Oh."

He pushed the door and got out of the car and walked a few steps closer to Qiao An: "Miss Qiao, I'm Huo Feng, Brother Cheng is in the car, we've come to pick you up and take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

Joanne's heart leaped and she hesitantly nodded, "Good."

She had waited here for quite a while before this, thinking for a moment that no one from the Huo family would come.

Until this moment she hadn't known that a promise was like spilled water that simply couldn't be taken back.

Huo Chengzhou in the back seat took in all of her fleeting hesitations, his eyes slightly austere.

Qiao An got into the back from the side, Huo Feng closed the door and returned to the driver's seat, and the car quickly headed forward.

The enclosed space can smell a strange man's breath on the back seat, and I think it is Huo Chengzhou, whom I have never met.

Joanne was inexplicably a little nervous, her body leaning hard against the car door.

Noticing her movement, Huo Chengzhou lifted his long, slender fingers and waved them in front of Qiao An's eyes.

A flash of fragrance faded slightly, and Joanne's brow frowned unnoticeably.

The smell was vaguely familiar.

It's peony!