Master's Million Blind Wife

At seven o'clock, the lights in the yard lit up. Qiao An turned around and saw that the car was parked in the parking lot. Very soon, Lin Yu picked up a person from the back of the car. After a while, the man sat in a wheelchair and walked out from the front of the car.    

    

It was very far away and the lights were orange in color. Qiao An could not see the man's face clearly, but she could see that his legs on the wheelchair pedals were very long. It seemed that his height was indeed above 180.    

    

Three to five minutes later, Qiao An heard the sound of the door opening. She suddenly became nervous and her gaze quickly shifted to the cake. She looked like she was completely focused on eating the cake.    

    

A moment later, the sound of the wheelchair turning came over, followed by Aunt Faang's greeting, "You are back. It is time to eat."    

    

Qiao An held her breath and heard a familiar low voice, "Okay, where is she?"    

    

"She is eating cake in the living room." Aunt Faang rebuked, "Wasn't it to wait for you?"    

    

Huo Chengzhou smiled. "I guess I was hungry."    

    

Qiao An,... ""    

    

You're the one who's hungry. Your whole family is hungry!    

    

At this moment, a figure appeared at the door of the living room. Qiao An held it in for a while but she could not help but raise her head. What she saw was the man's peerlessly handsome face.    

    

His facial features were very distinct. His eyes were deep and elegant, and he had a thin nose and thin lips. It was different from what she imagined. A man's temperament was cold and noble without a trace of cynicism.    

    

At the moment when their eyes met, Qiao An could see a touch of warmth at the bottom of his eyes. The corner of his lips curled up and his entire aura instantly warmed up.    

    

The gentle light in the living room fell on his body. Under that rice colored sweater was a blue shirt collar. It was clean and tidy, and at the bottom were two legs wrapped in blue pants. One could see that the legs were beautiful.    

    

In short, he was a very handsome and very handsome man.    

    

No wonder Meimei praised him for being handsome.    

    

He was indeed handsome.    

    

Although Huo Chengzhou noticed Qiao An's gaze, he naturally did not know that her eyes had regained their clarity. He only continued to look at her with a pair of affectionate eyes. "Are you hungry?"    

    

Qiao An's heart beat suddenly at the wrong rhythm. She withdrew her gaze and lowered her eyes, "It's alright. I'm eating cake."    

    

Huo Chengzhou nodded. The wheelchair slid all the way to Qiao An's side and his fingertips buckled on the armrest of the wheelchair. "I remember what you asked me to bring for you."    

    

Qiao An thought for a moment. " Oh, what a coincidence. It's alright. I only said it casually at that time. I didn't ask where exactly you were..."    

    

She was a little drunk on the phone, she really said it casually.    

    

If she was awake, she definitely wouldn't make any requests to Huo Chengzhou.    

    

She always felt like she was asking for it.    

    

Before Qiao An could finish speaking, a box of exquisite packaging appeared in front of her. She had seen this packaging countless times, so she naturally recognized it at a glance.    

    

It was indeed made by the bake shop opposite Auth Academy of Music.    

    

She was stunned for a moment. The spoon in her hand unconsciously put cake into her mouth, but her heart was in turmoil.    

    

This person actually bought it for her?    

    

Huo Chengzhou naturally did not know what she was thinking in her heart. He pushed her in front of him and brought it to her hand. "I bought it for you."    

    

Qiao An pretended to feel the box in her hand and touched the gold logo with her fingertips. "Thank you..."    

    

Huo Chengzhou raised his eyebrows slightly. "I brought you something you like to eat. Why is your smile so perfunctory?"    

    

Qiao An curled her lips. The dimples on her lips were shallow, but her smile gave Huo Chengzhou a feeling that it was not pure enough.    

    

It was as if she had something on her mind.    

    

Huo Chengzhou's fingertips lightly twisted, and his pair of eyes glued to her face. "Did something bad happen at the piano exchange meet?"