Huo Tingrui was holding a paper bag in his hand, and when he saw his sister, he put it behind him to block his sight, "ah, I don't go out, I just plan to take a walk in the community."
When Huo Yao heard the words, suspicion appeared on his exquisite face, his eyes swept over his hands behind his back, and he said, "Oh, then go and turn around."
After finishing speaking, she stood aside and voluntarily made way for him, looking so considerate and well-behaved.
Huo Tingrui stood where he was, neither walking nor not walking. After all, he didn't want to go for a walk.
Seeing that he didn't move, Huo Yao raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Second brother?"
"Suddenly I don't want to take a walk anymore." Huo Tingrui said, then turned around and walked in.
Huo Yao: "."
Walking back into the hall, Papa Huo saw his son coming back so soon, and after putting down the teacup in his hand, he asked strangely: "Didn't you say to visit the neighbor next door?"
Huo Yao, who was walking behind Huo Tingrui, paused for a moment, looked at someone's back, narrowed his eyes, and landed on the paper bag in his hand.
Not out for a walk
Huo Tingrui noticed the sight behind him, and a guilty conscience flashed across his eyes. He didn't even turn his head, but replied vaguely to his father: "it's too late, let's do it another day."
"It's a bit late to tell you just now, but you didn't listen." Papa Huo shook his head and said something.
Huo Tingrui: "..."
Yes, his father came to dismantle the stage professionally.
Huo Yao walked up to Huo Tingrui with a smile that was not a smile. She was not short at all, and she didn't have a delicate aura standing beside him. She raised her hand and put it lazily on his shoulder, "Second brother, Otherwise, I will accompany you to visit next door now?"
When Huo Tingrui was hit like this, he shook his shoulders almost reflexively.
Turning his head to look at his sister who was close at hand, the face was obviously harmless, but somehow it made people feel horrified, "... still not."
Huo Ting replied with a sharp smile.
Who could have imagined that he would actually be a little fond of his always cute and cute little sister
I'm afraid no one will believe it.
Song Ning, who came out with a plate of freshly cut fruits, saw her daughter and son standing together, smiling and very intimate, and after putting the fruit plate on the coffee table, she said a word of emotion to her husband : "The relationship between the second brother and the daughter is getting better and better."
Hearing this, Huo Tingrui, who was full of melancholy, hesitated to speak.
The baby feels bitter, but the baby doesn't say anything.
Papa Huo, who had just ironed two teacups, put one of the cups back on the tea tray. He looked at his daughter with a gentle expression, "Yaoyao, come and drink tea."
"Yeah." Huo Yao nodded obediently, withdrew his hand on his second brother's shoulder, walked over, and sat down beside his father.
Papa Huo poured the tea, then poured a cup for himself and his wife, and didn't do anything else.
Standing by the side for a while, Huo Tingrui, who felt something was wrong, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose: "..."
Did his dad forget something
Doesn't the son need to drink tea
Papa Huo completely ignored his son's gaze, remembered something, stood up again, went to the cabinet next to him and took out a square box.
"Yaoyao, you bring this thing to the father of the classmate who gave you the painting last time." Father Huo handed over the box.
Huo Yao took the box, but didn't open it, only asked: "What is this?"
(end of this chapter)