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Huo Yijun's eyes were filled with uncontrollable emotion.

Shi Rong quickly pulled up his nightgown and wrapped it around himself: "Don't think nonsense, important work is still waiting for you!"

"No job is more important than yours."

Huo Yijun grabbed her slim waist with his big hands and pulled her onto his lap.

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The car was small, and Huo Yijun was afraid of touching her legs, so he just hugged her for a while and then let her go.

He held Shi Rong in his arms, walked through the rose garden, and returned from the first floor to the bedroom on the second floor. All the servants, including Uncle Cui, looked at him intently. They were used to the eldest young master carrying the young lady like a kitten. Take it.

"Let's sing in a wheelchair today." Huo Yijun watched her choose a skirt and said softly, "Your legs have been bad for a day, and I am always worried in my heart, afraid that you will fall on the stage."

"I can still stand for the duration of a song." Shi Rong took off a blue skirt, "I stood up during the previous two recordings of the show. This time, I suddenly had to use a wheelchair again. I didn't want to disappoint the fans. They thought I was being pretentious."

"Your injury is real and has nothing to do with pretense."

"Don't worry, I will be careful and make sure I don't fall."

In fact, the program team would not allow her to sit on stage in a wheelchair at will, which would affect the effect of the program too much.

She didn't want to fall out with the show team unless she had to.

Since you are an artist, you must be worthy of your efforts and the love of your fans.

Whether studying or working, she is serious.

Shi Rong concentrated on choosing jewelry and shoes that could match the skirt, while Huo Yijun looked at her quietly.

He watched her every move with great concentration.

It's like appreciating a precious world-famous painting.

Occasionally, when Shi Rong looked back at him, he would look away, pretending to look at other things in the cloakroom.

"Can I wear this?" Shi Rong gestured to the blue dress.

"Your legs are beautiful, and they look even better in short skirts."

"Actually, I like trousers the most, but it's not convenient for my legs. Wearing a long skirt can cover the plaster better." Shi Rong said with a smile.

"Then wear flat shoes instead of high heels." Huo Yijun suggested, and then picked out two pairs of flat shoes of the right color for her.

Shi Rong took a look and saw that they really matched each other, so he smiled and said: "Except for stylists, there are not many men like you who are willing to choose clothes and matching clothes for women."

"A man is happy to do anything to a woman he cares about. If he is unwilling to do it, it only means that he doesn't care about that woman in his heart."

Huo Yijun took a pearl necklace and put it around her neck, "Your skirt is the color of the sea, and pearls are born from the sea. This necklace of sea pearls is shining and can make your skin look more crystal clear." "

Shi Rong looked in the mirror: "Mr. Huo has first-class taste."

Her neck is slender, and this string of beads makes her skin as white as snow, making her charming.

Huo Yijun picked up the cup and took a sip of water, suppressing the beast that was about to stir in his body. His voice was as gentle as ever: "There is movement at the door. It's probably your makeup artist who has arrived."

"Why didn't I hear it?"

Shi Rong walked out on crutches and took a look. Sure enough, Su Li and Wang Xiangcai jumped out of the car one after another and greeted Uncle Cui with a cheerful face.

The rose garden is very large, and there is a long distance from the bedroom cloakroom to the main door.

Shi Rong was surprised by Huo Yijun's extraordinary hearing.