Chapter 75

Joanne nodded in a casual tone: "it's inevitable that my eyes can't see. I'm knocked out of immunity."

Huo Chengzhou drooped his eyes. A pair of deep eyes covered his complex emotions, which made people unable to distinguish his state of mind at the moment.

At noon, Huo Feng brought people to the piano house. Joan didn't pay attention to him when he took the customer to see the piano. Huo Feng was almost busy when he sent the customer away.

He ordered takeout and brought it in. Joan moved directly to the table for dinner. Her hand touched the soft edge of the table and suddenly found something.

She felt around again. Her tentacles were soft protective horns and strips. I think Huofeng took people to wear them.

"Huo Feng, thank you." Joan thanked.

Although this kind of horn protection doesn't mean much to her.

All the plants and trees in the piano house were basically shaped in her mind.

Huo Feng was holding the document for Huo Chengzhou to sign. Hearing the speech, he scratched his head with embarrassment: "you're welcome, Miss Qiao. It's all arranged by brother Cheng."

Joanne smiled and ate quietly.

The man made a fuss in his heart. He touched his knee and asked someone to install corner guards for the whole piano house

It's very hypocritical.

……

Not long after lunch, Huo Chengzhou left with Huofeng. The big piano house soon quieted down.

Joan walked back to her bar and opened her laptop. Then she remembered that the landing information of Big Joe, the original designer's high-end forum, was still on the page.

Hesitated for a moment, she closed the interface, shrugged slightly and covered the loss between her eyebrows and eyes.

Just now she can't do anything. Why open the interface to find stimulation.

Say

I don't know if anyone is still thinking about her and her design after she disappeared for so long.

She smiled. Joan turned off the computer, walked slowly to her favorite piano, knocked a note, and suddenly thought of something.

Huo Chengzhou is a patient with severe insomnia, but he doesn't like the smell of incense, so he sticks to playing games at night probably for this reason.

Joan's fingertips crossed the keys of the piano, then took her mobile phone, clicked the recording key, and began to record a lullaby for Huo Chengzhou.

When she was abroad, she specialized in the elective course of music in the Department of healing. At that time, the teacher praised her talent and recommended her two songs to a treatment institution. It is said that the effect is good.

Joan also wants to try. If it works, first of all, he can correct Huo Chengzhou's bad habit of playing games in the middle of the night. Secondly, maybe his temper can change. He won't be so capricious as now, and the communication between the two can be smoother in the future.

Besides, he helped her so much that she always had to give something back.

On the return bus, Huo Feng hesitated to suggest to Huo Chengzhou: "brother Cheng, you have the idea to help Miss Qiao install corner guards and strips. Why not directly arrange a corneal operation for her? Then she must be more grateful to you."

Huo Chengzhou raised his eyelids and handed Huofeng a nosy expression: "I don't need her to see it now."

Huo Feng was stunned and understood.

Yeah.

If Miss Qiao could see, their work would not be carried out smoothly.

It's not even feasible to take two steps secretly.

He scratched his head: "I think too much."

Huo Chengzhou's eyes passed over: "what do you think too much?"

Huo Feng saw his cold and light face in the rearview mirror. He smiled after all: "it's okay, brother Cheng, you continue to sleep. I drive steadily."

Huo Chengzhou: "

……

In the afternoon, Qiao Yinchen came to the piano house to get the money and brought Qiao an a cup of milk tea. Before leaving, he said mysteriously that there was good news.

"What's the good news? Catch up with Yaya?"

"No." Qiao Yinchen smiled: "it's other good news... Elder sister, you don't like playing games, do you? Your game account is useless, isn't it?"