The Male Main’s Uncle Is Openly Obsessed With Me

Cheng Junhao, who consciously discovered the truth, looked at Huo Chenhuan's gaze, Dang Even felt a little bit sour again.

After hesitating for a moment, he couldn't help but asked: "Your leg... is still being treated?"

As soon as Cheng Junhao said this, the two of them acted together, and Su Yayan looked at Huo Chenhuan nervously, for fear that he would be angry and sad because of his uncle's words.

Huo Chenhuan saw her worries and shook the hand under the table actively: "It's gone now. The hospital has no treatment for it for now."

Cheng Junhao was startled slightly, before he could speak, he listened to Su Ya's words: "It's only temporarily."

Huo Chenhuan was taken aback, the servant turned his head and met Su Yayan's firm and serious eyes.

"It's only temporarily."

Huo Chenhuan's heart jumped sharply, and he responded in a low voice: "Yeah."

Cheng Junhao, who was ignored and stuffed dog food without saying a word: "..." Yes, don't ask, it must have been like this!

Isn't he just a dog man, letting their family say so much to him!

Cheng Junhao thought about it more and more anger, and finally turned his anger into appetite and succeeded in supporting himself.

Afterwards, without Su Yayan, Cheng Junhao left the small box as if he fleeed by touching his stomach in order to stop eating dog food.

However, after lunch, Su Yayan and Huo Chenhuan both had work to do, and did not stay in the store for too long.

Su Yayan suddenly handed a bag to Huo Chenhuan when he sent Huo Chenhuan out: "Now, here is it for you."

"What?" Huo Chenhuan took the bag and took a look, only to find that it was a scarf inside, a white knitted scarf that looked a little weird and crooked?

Suddenly, the doubts and surprises passed away, and a bold conjecture suddenly appeared in Huo Chenhuan's mind: "This is... you knit it yourself?"

"Yeah." Su Yayan lowered her head slightly, embarrassed, "The knitting is a bit ugly, you can make use of it first. When I become more proficient, I will knit a beautiful one for you.

Huo Chenhuan's hand holding the bag tightened subconsciously: "No, I like it very much. Can you put it on for me?"

Su Yayan met Huo Chenhuan's gaze, blushed and took off the scarf from Huo Chenhuan's neck, and then brought him the one he had knitted.

Huo Chenhuan's previous linen scarf and clothes complemented each other very well, but now she suddenly changed into hers, just like a handsome guy was suddenly put on a sack.

If it hadn't been for Huo Chenhuan's own beauty, he would have changed from a noble son to a big money in a second.

Su Yayan couldn't laugh or cry, she couldn't bear to look straight and said, "Sure enough, it's still... too ugly, I'll take it back and re-knit."

Huo Chenhuan held Su Yayan's hand that stretched out to grab the scarf: "No, it's warm, that's good."

Su Yayan's face blushed, there was embarrassment that the things sent out were too ugly, and Huo Chenhuan's sweetness that he did not dislike his stupid hands.

Huo Chenhuan stared at Su Yayan's face, but calmly touched her fingers, which were a little rougher compared to the last time they met, and said in a dumb voice, "Why suddenly thought of knitting a scarf for me?"

Su Yayan withdrew her hand with a guilty conscience, not daring to look at Huo Chenhuan's eyes: "The last time we went shopping together, didn't we meet a couple?"

"Ok."

"The girl said at the time that she would knit a scarf for her boyfriend by hand. I was thinking at that time that it is better to buy a scarf by myself..."

It's a pity that the girl's boyfriend doesn't understand this, let alone cherish it.