For so many days of busyness and nervousness, he was scattered in his curved eyes for a moment.

"So happy?" He asked.

"Um." Xia Wan nodded, "No one is happier than me."

"That's hard to say?" Huo Yu hugged him with his head, "I know someone is happier than you."

"Who?" Xia Wan was so good that he was out of his heart, and he was a little confused. He heard his expression serious. "I don't believe it. You talk about how happy he is."

Huo Yu laughed and said after a while, "I."

"Huh?" Xia Wan froze for a while, and then reacted. He smiled and asked, "How happy is the young master?"

"It's more happy than you?" Huo Yu said uncertainly.

"Huh! I don't believe it." Xia Wan was not convinced, but slowly approaching Huo Yu's ear, his voice was very light and light, "but I allow you to be happier than me."

His breath was sweeping warmly and warmly, from the original childishness to extremely gentle.

At this point of view, Huo Yu could see his slightly thin mandibular tip as soon as he looked down, the long and white neck, and the light and light, light blue blood vessels ...

It seems very fragile, but it can give him infinite warmth and strength.

Huo Yu's heart seemed to be filled with something. He couldn't help showing his arms. He hugged Xia Wan into his arms, and then he drew his nose into his neck.

Xia Wan was a little itchy, and couldn't help laughing, raising his hand to push his head.

Huo Yu's head shook, and then buried in again.

"Don't look at the messy things in the future." Huo Yu's voice came out, boring.

"Su Tang looked at it, and scolded people passionately in the group." Xia Wan said, laughed again, "The people in your upper society are really gossip, and the speculation sounds, staring at it cleanly The object of others is not like words. "

Su Tang's concern, the Xue family must also be concerned.

Huo Yu whispered lightly and said, "I don't have to 'we'."

"Oh?" Xia Wan was in a good mood and couldn't help teasing him.

"Follow you." Huo Yu said, raising his hand and rubbing Xia Wan's neck, whispered when he was so comfortable, "Thank you."

"Thanks me?" Xia Ye asked, trying to raise his head from Huo Yu's arms.

"The rise of Yan Yue," Huo Yu said. "It was the basis for me to take over the project from the Qiu family. It was why I can get back to Huo so quickly."

Xia Wan's lips were bent and did not speak.

"Because you have you, there is me today." Huo Yu bowed his head to resist Xia Wan's forehead and gently stunned. "All my luck comes from you."

Xia Wan didn't speak, his eyes stared at Huo Yu's pair of eyes close at hand, dark, sincere, deep, and he was expected to be cherished ...

"So," Huo Yu said, "Don't take any other words to your heart, just look at me, know?"

Xia Wan pursed his lips and couldn't help but feel surging.

Since the beginning of a new life, the plot in the book is no longer a simple plot for him, but has become a part of his life. He may have never thought about those so -called plots for a long time, but just strive to facing the established The goal keeps moving forward.

At this moment, because of Huo Yu's words, he suddenly realized that he finally completely changed Huo Yu's fate in the original book.

And the real Huo Yu is completely different from what was written in the original book.

He's not bad, he's even kind, he's not crazy, he's just too smart.

He reached out and held Huo Yu's hand tightly, wanting to hold him for the rest of his life, and has been walking on this road called "lucky".

"Xia Wan classmate," Huo Yu raised his hand and flicked his forehead seeing that he didn't speak for a while.

"As for your question," he said, "correct your attitude."

"Hi." Xia Wan raised her hand to cover her forehead, and glared at Huo Yu angrily.

The corners of Huo Yu's mouth curved into a beautiful arc, and he said again in a low voice, "What about you?"

"I know." Xia Wan's voice angrily buried her face in Huo Yu's arms, but after a while, she shook her shoulders and laughed again.

If he felt that he had been extremely happy before, only now did he realize that the original ultimate happiness can be doubled.

The busiest half month has passed, Xia Wan wrapped a big red envelope for each of the studio's friends, and gathered everyone together to hold a small celebration banquet.

After dinner, several young people shouted that they were going to sing. Among them, Fu Ling was the most fun.

Because Huo Yu was already waiting for him downstairs, Xia Wan asked Fu Ling to take them there, and told him to pay attention to safety and call him if he had any problems.

The two were talking when Xia Wan suddenly heard someone call her name.

He followed the reputation and saw Xia Yang who was embarrassed.

Xia Wan paused, and was immediately blocked by Fu Ling.

The last time Qiu Qi tried to push Xia Wan down the stairs, he saw this man standing with Qiu Qi.

Later, after knowing that the other party was Xia Wan's distant brother, he felt even more chilling and shameless.

This person is called Xia Wan, and there must be nothing wrong with him.

Several other young people in the studio had never seen Xia Yang, but they subconsciously protected Xia Wan when they saw Fu Ling's movements.

"It's not a good thing for a weasel to pay New Year's greetings to the chicken," Fu Ling said, "What are you looking for from us?"

Xia Wan poked his waist behind him: "You haven't said anything about New Year's greetings, so you defined it yourself?"

"Cough." Seeing this, Xia Yang coughed softly, even more embarrassed.

In fact, he appeared here entirely because he got the news that Xia Wan was here for dinner, and he came here to pretend to meet by chance.

Naturally, he did organize a set of good words in his heart, and it was not much different from the New Year greetings.

Now Fu Ling is preemptive, and he really can't say those words for a while.