Lu Anzhi kept a little distance from the old lady and the others.
When he heard the old man asking them to hold hands, the small wooden stick in his hand fell to the ground, and he subconsciously clenched his hands and took a step back.
Before his mind could turn around, Huo Zhiyan dragged him and his arms forward.
Then, the little hand clenched into a fist slid down and fell into Huo Zhiyan's palm.
The broad palm suddenly covered her, completely wrapping her fist inside.
Lu Anzhi was stunned for a moment, as if...
Isn't that how you hold hands? ? ?
Sure enough, Huo Zhiyan winked at her and whispered: "Open your hands."
"Oh!" Lu Anzhi quickly opened his palms.
Immediately afterwards, the slightly aggressive big hand passed through the fingers and locked her firmly. The warmth of the palms of the hands touched each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird.
It wasn't until the old lady saw this scene that she covered her mouth with satisfaction, turned around and continued walking forward, leaning sideways and saying something in Huo Yinghua's ear as she walked.
The two old men laughed together.
Lu Anzhi, who was walking behind, originally wanted to smile to relieve the embarrassment.
But she failed because Huo Zhiyan didn't even look at her after laughing, so the situation became even more embarrassing.
Huo Zhiyan's hand was very big and getting hotter and hotter. She was a little uncomfortable being held, and her palms felt like they were about to burst into flames.
"How about... let's relax." Lu Anzhi boldly suggested.
Huo Zhiyan's Adam's apple rolled, but he still didn't look at her, but his tone was very firm: "Don't be nagging."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Anzhi's hand was clenched tighter.
It wasn't that she was afraid of pain, it was just that she felt a little uncomfortable being led while walking, and she didn't know how to lift her feet.
In 25 years, is this the first time she has met a man?
Thinking of this, Lu Anzhi was inexplicably excited, and leaned towards Huo Zhiyan aggressively: "Hey, this is my first time, you kid must be responsible for me in the future."
Huo Zhiyan paused, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
He turned around and glared at Lu Anzhi: "Can you speak? Is this the first time you used it?"
Lu Anzhi quibbled: "How can this not be the first time?"
She raised her hands high: "The first time you hold hands with a man is considered your first time, huh... you have such a dirty mind, you must have thought of going somewhere else, right?"
Facing the woman's almost unreasonable questioning, Huo Zhiyan turned his face away, his long eyelashes trembling slightly: "Okay, stop talking."
I just know that this woman's shamelessness is the worst thing.
How could there be such a willing woman in the world? Huo Zhiyan was really speechless.
Seeing Huo Zhiyan's expression, Lu Anzhi became even more proud, and probed harder: "Huo Zhiyan, have you ever held the hand of another girl before?"
Huo Zhiyan rolled his eyes at her and ignored her.
Lu Anzhi sighed, lowered her hand, and said to herself: "If you don't speak, you must have held her. I work in the factory every day, so my hands must not be as tender as others, right?"
After saying that, she subconsciously wanted to take her hand out.
Unexpectedly, Huo Zhiyan did not let go at all, but instead increased his strength again, even...
He also rubbed his thumb on the back of her hand a few times.
As if to verify whether he is really not as tender as others.
Lu Anzhi was startled, pulled her hand back, and shouted at him at the top of her lungs: "Huo Zhiyan, how dare you touch me? I didn't even take advantage of you, but you made the first move, right?"
Huo Zhiyan raised his chin slightly, but the corners of his mouth curved uncontrollably, focusing on looking at people through his nostrils.
Lu Anzhi glared at him angrily, inexplicably feeling that he had lost at least 100 million this time.
…
The group of people walked outside for about forty minutes and finally returned to the old house.
Lu Anzhi worked in the factory on weekdays, so he didn't feel too tired. Huo Zhiyan was also someone who exercised all year round. Apart from his cheeks being a little red after walking back, his breathing was still stable.
But the two old men accompanying him were not so relaxed. They were panting slightly and clamored to go back to the room to rest.
Before leaving, the old lady told Huo Zhiyan to take good care of An Zhi. If he needed anything, he must ask the housekeeper, Uncle He, for help. Don't be coy.
Lu Anzhi nodded, and then the old lady returned to the room with peace of mind.
As soon as the old lady left, she took her hand out and muttered: "Huo Zhiyan, don't you know how strong you are? Even if I have steel bars tied to my hands, I will be bent by you."
Huo Zhiyan glanced at her indifferently, took back his palm and wiped it on his pants again and again, with a disgusted expression: "You also know that you have steel bars tied to your hands, they are so hard."
Lu Anzhi glanced at him angrily: "Okay, now that your grandparents are gone, you're starting to show your true colors, right?"
She admitted defeat: "Where should we stay at night? I don't want to be exposed to the moon all night."
She had been gone all night, and now she just wanted to take a nice hot bath. She also took shower gel and washed the gaps between her nails ten or eight times to see if anyone still disliked her toughness.
Huo Zhiyan was very familiar with the old house and did not need any servants to lead the way, so he walked in front with his long legs.
The two walked around several yards and finally stopped in front of a spacious door.
Lu Anzhi glanced at the room. The sliding door in front of her was very wide, at least three meters.
After entering, she felt that she still didn't know enough. This was a suite with a bedroom, a dressing room, a study room and a bathroom. There were no complete partitions. Except for the bathroom and bathroom, all other spaces were interconnected.
The whole room seemed ridiculously large.
Lu Anzhi went to the toilet and came out, and sighed: "Huo Zhiyan, you... even made the bathroom so big, just to hear the echo when you fart?"
Huo Zhiyan paused with the teacup in his hand and took a deep breath.
After a while, he said lightly: "I had claustrophobia when I was a child, so I made it a little more open."
"Claustrophobic..." Lu Anzhi immediately shut up mid-sentence: "What about now?"
Huo Zhiyan glanced at her and said coldly: "Now I have idiot phobia!"
…
Lu Anzhi ignored him and went to take a shower, put on clean pajamas, stretched her arms, and then grinned at someone sitting on the bed reading a magazine.
"Master, I want to sleep. Please give way."
Huo Zhiyan glanced at her: "This slave should sleep on the floor. Go to the closet to move the mattress and quilt. The second closet on the left has ready-made ones."
"Tch..." Lu Anzhi curled her lips and got out of bed.
Who made him the benefactor? She could only sleep wherever the benefactor wanted her to sleep.
People who are miserable do not deserve the right to protest.
Ten minutes later, Huo Zhiyan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, only to find Lu Anzhi standing exactly where he was, with a strange smile on his face.
He turned his head and looked. There were no extra mattresses or quilts on the floor.
"Why don't you go get it?" Huo Zhiyan asked doubtfully.
Lu An said with a smile: "What do you think?"
Huo Zhiyan's expression changed, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.
Lu Anzhi nodded: "Young Master guessed it right, there are no extra mattresses or quilts in the closet, not even a single piece of wool~"
