Master's Million Blind Wife

Mental illness?    

Really!    

However, she felt more of the feeling of a man's slightly cool fingertips gently caressing her chin.    

It was as if a wisp of electric current was swiftly spreading from her chin to her limbs and bones, even beating the tiny fear in her heart.    

Qiao An clearly felt that her face seemed to be red because it was a little hot.    

She took a slight step back and pulled away from the control range of the man's fingertip. Then she turned her face to drink water. Without any accident, she choked.    

The man stood up again to help her calm down for a long time. When she calmed down, Huo Chengzhou sat back in his wheelchair and crossed his legs to look at her. "Don't worry. At most, I'm a little short-tempered because I don't sleep well. It won't be hereditary."    

Qiao An reacted for two seconds before she realized what he meant.    

She scratched her head and turned around to not look at him. "You think too much..."    

"What?"    

" Didn't you ask me to sign a one-year marriage agreement previously? Why didn't you mention it recently?" Qiao An reached her hand in his direction. "Give it to me. Sign it now."    

Huo Chengzhou felt a little stifled when he saw her beautiful face. "I didn't bring it with me. Let's talk about it later."    

Qiao An's hand was very close to him. It was white and slender, and her nails were trimmed neatly. There was no armor on it, and it was pink and tender. It made people want to hold onto it.    

Huo Chengzhou raised his hand and touched her finger. Qiao An put her hand away and slightly curled her lips. "I think you like my musical instrument store, right? You can't bear to sign an agreement with me."    

Huo Chengzhou's hand froze in the air for a while. His eyes unwillingly fell on the hand that she was holding the cup. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Yes, this place is not bad. It is much better than Bamboo Listening Pavilion."    

It was quiet, elegant, and the sun was ample. There was no need to avoid the key tasks. The speed of playing games was also not bad.    

"You can wear earpieces and play games here. Why do you have to open the game when you return to the house?" Qiao An asked him in puzzlement, "It made everyone in Bamboo Listening Pavilion know that you like to play games."    

Huo Chengzhou leaned against the back of the chair and knocked on his knee with his finger. "I like it."    

Qiao An covered her eyes and thought about it. She rubbed the glass with her fingers for a while and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Or do you want others to think that you like playing games?"    

Huo Chengzhou was stunned. He looked at Qiao An without blinking. He saw a smile on her face. He twisted his fingers. His eyes were deep, but his tone was casual.    

"I am what I look like. Do you think I don't like playing games?"    

Qiao An put the strand of hair on her cheek to the back of her head and nodded slightly. "I should like it, but I feel that something is not right."    

"For example?"    

Qiao An shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. Maybe when I can see it with my eyes, I will be able to tell what kind of person you are."    

She always felt that Huo Chengzhou was too complicated. It was so complicated that it was meaningless to just listen to others.    

Huo Chengzhou's gaze fell on her calm face and then he closed his eyes. He could feel the heat of the sun in the darkness. Apart from that, everything around him seemed to have become uncertain.    

He tried his best to stretch out his arms to check the surroundings. The wheelchair moved forward bit by bit and suddenly hit a chair. His knee was hit hard.    

Hiss.    

He took a deep breath and opened his eyes. What entered his eyes was the wooden bar chair in front of him.    

"What's wrong?" Qiao An asked.    

"Nothing." Huo Chengzhou rubbed his knee and looked at her beautiful eyes again. "I accidentally knocked on it."    

“ Oh. " Qiao An propped her chin up and smiled, "This is a small matter. Is it serious? If it is serious, I will give you a tube of ointment and you can rub it. "    

Huo Chengzhou did not respond. After a while, he asked, "Do you often touch it?"