Huo Fengyan has felt limited love since he was a child.
If we only talk about the first eighteen years of his life, he received a lot of love.
But judging from the hundreds of years he lived, the love of those eighteen years was diluted bit by bit by time and used as comfort in the days of torture.
Love seems to be extremely rare.
The first time he went to Phoenix Mountain was when he learned about Xu Qingzhi's sudden death in his first life. Dragging his illness, he went to Phoenix Mountain to make a wish in person, regardless of the old man's objections.
He thought, if there really is a god in this world who can fulfill his wish.
I hope that little girl will have everything go well and have no worries in the next life.
The second time he went to Phoenix Mountain was when he traveled across time and space, came to this world, met Qingzhi, and gradually remembered the memories of that life, and went to Phoenix Mountain to make a wish to be with her for a long time.
My wish to be by her side came true.
As for how long it would last... given his current physical condition, he wasn't sure yet.
But he has gotten enough. He has never been too greedy, but now he is very satisfied.
It has a clean and fresh middle note of cedar, and the base note is sandalwood plus a bit of comfortable frankincense.
Xu Qingzhi thought it smelled good. After his lips were spared, he was still interested in asking him: "What kind of fragrance do you use on your body? It smells good and suits you very well."
Huo Fengyan put his hand on her forehead, which was soaked in layers of sweat, and whispered to her: "Zhizhi, you are so serious!"
He was clearly a once-feared villain in the world of immortality, but he was stained with affection. At the moment, his eyes were red, and he seemed to have more soul-stirring souls.
Xu Qingzhi felt uncomfortable, her toes were unbearably tight, and she had a temper. She didn't want to follow his words, so she replied: "Weren't you distracted just now?"
Huo Fengyan leaned over and sucked her lips, with a good attitude of admitting his mistake, "Okay, Zhizhi, then I will be more serious next time."
His tone was clearly gentle, but his actions were strong.
The long white fingers held her hand, raised it above her head, and the fingers were clasped tightly.
Xu Shi's love was so strong that even when he kissed her, he became cautious and trembled uncontrollably.
It was raining outside, and the sound of raindrops hitting the glass windows was loud.
It was clearly a winter rain, but it turned out to be even more violent than the spring rain.
The howling wind blew up the sudden rain, irrigating the earth where the winter snow had melted, and the unruly feeling of lightning and thunder vowed to pierce the long dark night.
Xu Qingzhi subconsciously touched his forehead. He had torn off the fever-reducing patch long before eating. It was scalding hot now, and his body was still feverish.
No wonder.
It was very hot everywhere and the fever was severe.
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Xu Qingzhi's biological clock malfunctioned for the first time.
I usually wake up at seven or eight o'clock, but I slept until half past eleven.
On the bedside is the lavender essential oil that she opened before going to bed.
I can't blame myself for falling asleep too much. After all, this essential oil is really hypnotic.
The whole air was filled with a pleasant scent of lavender essential oil. The smell was light, not strong. She felt that a good smell must be light. Smell and taste it carefully to realize that if the scent is too strong,
She always felt like she was choking in her throat.
Xu Qingzhi raised her head slightly and saw him reaching for the phone on the bedside table and checking the time, and she saw it too.
Then I closed my eyes and buried myself in his arms and smelled, well, the smell on him was so good.
Huo Fengyan stretched out his hand to touch her neck and placed a kiss on her forehead: "What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll do it."
Xu Qingzhi reached out and touched his forehead. It was no longer hot. His complexion looked much better than last night, so he didn't stop him from cooking.
"Anything is fine."
As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was hoarse. She coughed twice and added under her breath: "Don't make it too spicy, make it lighter."
"Okay, if you're sleepy, just sleep a little longer. I'll call you when lunch is ready." Huo Fengyan kissed her again.
This time it's the mouth.
It seems like I can't get enough of kissing.
Xu Qingzhi shook his head: "I'm not going to sleep anymore. I'll just lie down for a while and get up."
If you sleep again, your biological clock will be reversed.
Huo Fengyan got up and went to wash up. The room had an independent bathroom, making it very convenient to do anything.
Xu Qingzhi said she was not going to sleep, but she fell asleep again while lying down. In a blink of an eye, she thought that time had not passed very long, but when she took her mobile phone, she saw that it was already 12:10.
I slept for another half hour.
I really can't sleep anymore.
Xu Qingzhi stood up, tightened the bottle of lavender essential oil, and got up to wash up.
After washing and going downstairs, I heard Zhang Qi's voice.
"Mr. Huo, in addition to signing these documents, there is a meeting with the CEO of Nosa tomorrow morning."
Huo Fengyan: "Let the vice president go for me."
Zhang Qi looked embarrassed: "This meeting is very important, Mr. Huo, it would be better for you to attend in person."
"Then we'll reschedule. I'm not available in the past few days."
Zhang Qi: "The other party will fly back to China tomorrow night."
The implication cannot be changed.
Huo Fengyan frowned: "Then wait until I finish cooking this dish."
Zhang Qi: "..."
He looked at the man in the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up and concentrating on cooking.
This was completely different from his impression of a man who was meticulous at work and even a little cold-hearted.
For no reason, I thought of how I worked so hard to squeeze out time a few years ago. I wished I could use one day as three days, and my rest time was almost like someone on the plane or in the car.
Nowadays, I feel so free as if the workaholic back then was just an illusion.
Until Zhang Qi heard approaching footsteps and looked back.
"Qingzhi, are you here?"
Now, it's no longer surprising.
How come a workaholic suddenly changed his mind and said he wanted to rest at home for a few more days?
He is just Mr. Huo's assistant and has no right to interfere in private matters.
Obviously, Mr. Huo had no intention of telling him, so he didn't know about Qingzhi's coming to Kyoto until he saw Qingzhi at this moment.
Xu Qingzhi raised his hand to say hello, "Zhang Lu."
Although he is Huo Fengyan's assistant now, sometimes the habitual title is still difficult to change, it is always the same title.
Huo Fengyan looked up and saw that she was wearing a milky white jumper. Because the room was warm enough, she didn't have a coat, a pair of fluffy rabbit cotton slippers, and white stockings that reached her calves.
Huo Fengyan opened his mouth to chase people away: "It's nothing, you can go back to the company."
"What about the meeting?" Zhang Qi sniffed. The food was so fragrant. As soon as he smelled it, he knew it must be the food from Fuwang Farm.
Since coming back, he has rarely eaten twice.
It wasn't that he couldn't afford it, it was just that it was a rare occasion to grab the food, and later he had no choice but to sell it, and he was too embarrassed to send a message to Qingzhi and go through the back door.
I couldn't help but swallowed. It was not because of greed, but because of the natural reaction of the human body.
Huo Fengyan took the vegetables out of the pot and replied, "Let's talk about it later."
Zhang Qi: "Okay, Mr. Huo."
He packed up the documents and put them in his briefcase. When he was about to leave, Xu Qingzhi asked, "Have you had lunch?"
Zhang Qi subconsciously glanced at Mr. Huo, who narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him with a very dangerous look.
He smelled the aroma of vegetables in the air, shook his head, and said cheekily: "I haven't eaten yet."
In fact, before coming here, he ate a Wudalang sesame seed cake and was not hungry.