e gurgling sound of boiling water caught Huo Mingzheng's eye, and he immediately saw Fu Yan sleeping against the side.She was still wearing the evening gown from the photo, but with an added shawl tha...He wasn't even this nervous when he operated on patients!

Until two beeps, both of them had red lights flashing on their bodies.

Both sides played to a draw.

Fu Jing first took off his helmet and strode towards Huo Mingzheng, and Huo Mingzheng also took off his helmet.

What was different was that Fu Jing's hair had been dampened by sweat, while Huo Mingzheng only had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Mr. Huo is very skilled, I apologize for my previous rudeness." Fu Jing extended his hand, and only then did he see Huo Mingzheng's appearance. No wonder the outside world evaluated him that way.

There is no escaping it.

"Likewise," Huo Mingzheng shook his hand.

As Qin Heng walked off the stage, he handed a glass of water to Huo Mingzheng. "I thought you'd win him,"

Huo Mingzheng raised his head to drink water, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. His tight skin was covered with a layer of sweat, and the surge of masculine hormones was intense.

He exhaled hot air, screwed on the bottle cap, "He's an Olympic champion, I beat him casually, what do you think I am"

Qin Heng fanned the flames, "That's right, you're a little worse than him."

Huo Mingzheng gave him a cold glance and tossed the water bottle at him. Qin Heng caught it with both hands, and as he watched Huo Mingzheng walk onto the stage, he couldn't help but smile.

Until late into the night, the two remained evenly matched, neither able to gain an advantage over the other.

Fu Jing hadn't sparred this intensely and enjoyably with someone in a long time.

Ho Mingzheng not only has high skill level but also incredible physical stamina.

After five matches, his heart was beating noticeably faster, but when he approached Huo Mingzheng, he realized that the other man's breath was still steady. If he were an opponent on the field, he would be terrifying.

Two red lights flashed on their bodies one after another with a *ding-ding* sound.

Huo Mingzheng won.

Fu Jing took off his helmet. He had given it his all, his chest heaving as he panted and walked toward Huo Mingzheng. But this time, it was Huo Mingzheng who reached out his hand first.

Fu Jing reached out and shook his hand.

Ho Mingzheng, using a voice only two people could hear, reminded him: "You are indeed very talented, but you should focus on developing in your professional field. Don't provoke those who shouldn't be provoked."

Fu Jing's expression paused, but he wasn't confused. "Who is Mr. Huo talking about"

"Don't you" The man's voice was laced with a suffocating pressure.

Fu Jing's face was wet with sweat, but he was honest and straightforward. "If you're talking about Fu Yan, then I'm sorry, I like her."

A dangerous glint flashed in the man's eyes, and a hint of irony played on his lips, "Do you really know her Just saying you like her."

Fu Jing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled faintly: "As long as she gives me a chance, I can slowly get to know her."

Then you try.

......

Qin Heng accompanied Huo Mingzheng to change his clothes. He leaned against the cabinet door, watching the refreshed man after a shower, "What were you guys whispering about onstage"

He didn't speak.

But Qin Heng glanced at his palm, hissing, it's all rubbed raw. Why are you pushing so hard He's not even going for gold!

"I never realized you were so interested in fencing before It must be quite a unique experience to face off against Fu Jingqi, isn't it"

Huo Mingzheng's hand froze as he dressed.

Then an arm went through, methodically smoothing the cuff. "He's not my match yet."

"You almost lost." Qin Heng reminded him desperately.

"You also said it was close, but in the end I won."

Qin Heng couldn't stand his arrogant look and couldn't find words to retort. Then he remembered something and excitedly said, "I remember now, no wonder I felt familiar with Fu Jing. Isn't he the one who went on a blind date with your fairy-like cousin"

Huo Mingzheng straightened the collar of his shirt, put on his suit jacket, and carried a dark gray overcoat in his hand as he strode out. The wind that swept past brought with it a biting chill, causing Qin Heng to shiver.

"Where are you going"

Huo Mingzheng turned back without a word, "Didn't you want to drink"

Qin Heng hurried to catch up, he felt that Huo Mingzheng's mood was very bad tonight.

Who upset him

Who dares to provoke himcurved his lips, "Yan Yan, I'll take you home."The private jet only had them.South City is actually raining too. It's already the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, and even in the early morning, th...