It was Lord Huo's heart that moved first

Chapter 118

"Of course I know. I think the author who wrote this book is very powerful, and his views are very correct, especially what he put forward..." Hua Zhanyan talked about this book eloquently.

Huo Chuhuai has read this book three times, and he couldn't help being surprised when he heard Hua Zhanyan's words: Many of Hua Zhanyan's views are similar to hers.

But she just said "author", doesn't she know the identity of the author of this book?
After she finished speaking, he asked her again: "Have you read this book before?"

"No, if Mr. Huo still has related books, can you lend me to read them?"

"Most of my books are about war."

"That's right, I like to watch this kind of thing." Hua Zhanyan said.

Huo Chuhuai still looked at Hua Zhanyan with probing eyes.

Does she really like watching this?

Could it be because of Xiao Dingbang's influence again?
He said, "All my books are upstairs. If you are interested, you can follow me upstairs to read."

……

It turned out that there was a study upstairs, and there were books on both walls.

Back then, Bai Zhen worried that Huo Chuhuai would be bored in this village, so he found so many books, most of them were about war.

Hua Zhanyan picked up a copy of "Cambridge War History", opened it, and found that Huo Chuhuai had also read this book, and there were notes on it with his ballpoint pen.

The notes are a little scribbled, but it can be seen that the words are vigorous and powerful.

She simply took this book out and read it. After reading a few pages, she just thought it was very good-looking, and she didn't want to let it go.

Just as he was about to ask Huo Chuhuai if he could borrow it back to have a look, Huo Chuhuai said, "There is a sofa at the back, you can take a look from there."

Hua Zhanyan was not in a hurry to go back, and the sofa looked very comfortable, so she sat down with a book and read.

After a while, she was attracted by this book, and she couldn't care about Huo Chuhuai anymore.

Huo Chuhuai also picked up another book, and sat next to Hua Zhanyan.

It was getting darker and darker, and the wind in late autumn was blowing harder and harder, but the inside of the house seemed warm.

Under the warm yellow light, the two sat next to each other on the same sofa and read a book.

Hua Zhanyan read it halfway, and then saw Huo Chuhuai's notes, which were marked by Huo Chuhuai, but Hua Zhanyan had a different opinion, so she took the book and asked Huo Chuhuai: "Mr. Understand, for example, this mercenary..."

Hua Zhanyan didn't ask further.

Because from her point of view, Huo Chuhuai's side face is very handsome and charming, and he is concentrating on reading, she wonders if she will disturb him.

Just about to continue reading, Huo Chuhuai folded a corner of the book he was reading, and then approached her: "Where are you referring?"

Because he was sitting close, his breath breathed on her face, which was a very fresh smell.

She was a little speechless, and then pointed to the book in her hand: "It's here..."

Huo Chuhuai glanced at her, and asked her again: "Do you know about international mercenaries?"

"I probably know, similar to ancient killers." Hua Zhan Yan said.

Why take ancient times as an example?

Huo Chuhuai quickly said: "Since you know, let me explain to you, it's like this..."

He explained very seriously, talking about these things clearly and logically, Hua Zhanyan couldn't help but listened fascinated, and then she asked a few more questions, and he answered them one by one.

However, while talking, Hua Zhanyan suddenly felt something was wrong.

She realized that she was getting closer and closer to him, especially when she was holding the book, and he came closer and pointed at the book with his slender fingers, and their heads almost touched.

(End of this chapter)