"Yes." Huo Yu also relaxed compared to the official interview just now.

He was wearing a light gray shirt and looked cold, but when he smiled slightly in his eyes, he hedged the indifferent temperament on his body.

"I was married at the beginning of the year," he said.

After hearing the words, the reporter couldn't help but be a little excited.

After all, before that, Huo Yu has been interviewed by several domestic top media, and the media have returned from the private problems. Only he was very lucky to get this opportunity.

"That," the reporter continued, "Is the other party the boy in that photo?"

The staff who walked with the reporter quickly transferred the photo of Huo Yu's arms in his arms with the export of this problem.

"Yes," Huo Yu glanced, and his fingertips were unknowingly rubbed the ring on the ring finger on his left hand. The corners of his lips were slightly tilted. "He is my lover."

"Excuse me, is it Pan Xingwen?" The reporter finally asked the question he wanted to ask most.

Huo Yu looked at reporters.

On the surface, he still looked easy, but he didn't know why, and the reporter felt inexplicably under the pressure of interviewing the room.

"Pan Xingwen was rated as the best small fresh meat in the entertainment industry." Under the inexplicable pressure, the reporter did not feel that it was judged by this standard. "

"Really?" Wen Yan, Huo Yu seemed to laugh, and his body leaned back slightly. With his movements, the intangible pressure slowly disappeared.

"I think netizens have read it wrong," he glanced at that photo again, saying, "I can make sure that I can paint the human body for so many years of experience, and I am much better than him."

The room was quiet.

Huo Yu added: "The reason why the private problem is open today is to take this opportunity to clarify. My object is excellent, but it is not the person in the entertainment industry, of course, it is not Pan Xingwen."

The reporter also wanted to ask again, but the assistant had raised his hand and signaled that the interview was over.

Xia Wan was lying on the bed and watched this group of interviews with his headphones, and the smile in his eyes could almost stop.

He thought for a moment and sent a message to Huo Yu: I miss you.

Huo Yu was still in Li Congmeng's office when receiving this information.

He glanced down and couldn't help laughing.

Li Congmeng took a sip of coffee: "Mr. Huo."

"Huh?" Huo Yu raised his eyes with a smile, and then sorry, "I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter." Li Congmeng laughed, "I want to say, when did the one of your family graduated, can you first make a person to dig him to dig his company?"

"Maybe not," Huo Yu said with a smile, "I hope he can choose what he really likes."

Li Congmeng was obviously a little disappointed, but after a while, he nodded with a smile.

Xia Wan waited for a while before receiving Huo Yu's reply: "I have been three years, I miss you too."

He couldn't help biting his lips and smiled for a while, and felt that Huo Yu was terrible, so he replied: "Only half a day, how can I count for three years?"

Immediately afterwards, new information jumped on the screen, this time Huo Yu replied quickly.

"For me, I don't see it all day long."

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Chapter 62 If there is a kiss

Huo Yu was busy today, but he insisted on picking up Xia Wan.

When trot all the way out of the school gate, the sky had darkened, and the moon was like a round of curved hooks in the dark blue sky.

Before Xia Wan ran to the side of the car, Huo Yu bent down and got out of the car.

He also wore the light gray shirt in the interview in the morning, but the tie was pulled, which looked more casual.

The blue sky is behind him, pulling his body shape and tall, like a painting in the night, hazy and beautiful.

Xia Wan's heart pounded and looked around quietly.

Many students were still entering and leaving, and some people quietly projected their eyes. Xia Wan pursed her lips and forcibly put back the arms they wanted to open, and then jumped to the side of the car in three or two steps.

"Master." He bent his eyes and tilted his head, and yelled seriously.

"Mr. Xiao." Huo Yu's laughter was deep, raised his hand and rubbed his hair to open the door for him.

"No creativity," Xia Wan climbed up the car with a schoolbag back, "Learn from Aunt Qin?"

"What do you want me to call me?" Huo Yu smiled, and closed the door for him.

When he walked over from the front of the car, he saw Xia Wan said with a smile.

"What did you just say?" Huo Yu sat in the car and leaned into Xiawan, "Say it again."

"Say a good thing once." Xia Wan bit his lip, forcibly swallowed the word "husband", and then surrounded Huo Yu's neck, leaning and kissed by his lips.

"Don't you be afraid of seeing it?" Huo Yu's voice sounded deeply.

"Don't flicker me," Xia Wan said, "I know the anti -peeping membrane."

"So unsuspecting?" Huo Yu laughed, "Tell me, what do you want to do after sticking to the anti -peeping film?"

Xia Wan pursed his lips, then withdrew his back, and Huo Yu hooked his waist, and then pushed halfway.

"Master," Xia Wan said, "I see your interview today."

"Are you still satisfied?" Huo Yu raised his hand and scraped his nose. While he laughed, he kissed again.

This kiss was slightly long and surprisingly gentle.

"Satisfied." After a while, Xia Wan bit his little numb lips, and slowly bent his eyes, "Special satisfaction."

Huo Yu laughed at his eyes, leaned into his seat belt, and said, "Take you to eat delicious."