In the kitchen, Song Ning was busy. Huo Yao walked over and asked casually: "Mom, is the old man gone?"
Song Ning looked back at her daughter, without correcting her name, and just said: "I probably caught a cold last night. I've been feeling sluggish all day today. I just took medicine and went back to the room to rest."
Huo Yao frowned upon hearing this.
What kind of tricks is this old liar playing
"I'll go up and have a look." Huo Yao said.
Song Ning waved his hand, "Go."
Soon, Huo Yao went upstairs. The guest room door was not locked. She turned the door handle, pushed the door open and walked in.
The curtains in the room were closed, and no light came in, so the whole room was dark, there was no air circulation, and it was very stuffy.
Huo Yao turned on the chandelier switch, her eyes fell on the big bed, and she paused. She walked over and saw the old man sleeping with his eyes closed, his face not very pretty.
Really sick
The old man was not asleep to begin with, but was in a bad mental state. He slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Huo Yao staring at him for a moment, he said weakly: "Why, you see that I'm sick. Are you happy?"
Huo Yao glanced at him and said, "You have the strength to speak. It doesn't seem that you are too ill."
When the old man heard this, he felt even more dizzy, "What a heartless person."
"Heh, there is no need to show love to a liar like you." Huo Yao's voice was still clear and cold.
The old man simply covered his head with the quilt, "You hurry up and leave, don't make my illness worse, make me more angry. I will really depend on your family not to leave in the future."
Huo Yao shook his head speechlessly, then walked to the window and pushed open the closed window. Suddenly, the air flowed in, diluting the dullness in the room.
The old man pulled off the quilt he was covering again. Seeing that Huo Yao hadn't left, he felt a little better, but he still muttered, "Why don't you leave?"
Huo Yao walked back to the bed, didn't bother to talk to him, stretched out his hand, and directly held his wrist that was outside the quilt.
"What are you doing?" The old man was startled by her sudden movement, and he subconsciously wanted to take his hand out, but when he met Huo Yao's eyes, he instantly felt the thought of not daring to resist.
He didn't dare to speak anymore, and he didn't dare to move his hands.
The old man was very depressed in his heart, he was actually a little cowardly to this little girl.
Huo Yao withdrew his hand, and said playfully, "Panicter, chest tightness, general weakness, typical acclimatization, old man, where did you come from?"
The old man hurriedly put his hands back under the quilt, he didn't know whether he was comfortable with the weather, but... "How do you know that I'm flustered, chest tight, and weak?"
Huo Yao glanced at him, "If I want to know, I will know."
He could tell his physical condition by pinching his hands. In this situation, the old man suddenly widened his eyes, "You still feel the pulse?"
"I know a lot, especially in fists, would you like to try?" Huo Yao squeezed his fists and said lightly.
The old man: "."
Look, this is blatantly threatening people, right
She looks so good-looking, why isn't she cute at all! !
Seeing that the old man didn't dare to speak, Huo Yao gave a soft snort, turned around and walked out without speaking again.
When the old man saw that she had left like this, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, so he shouted to her back: "Hey, you heartless girl, don't you care about me anymore?"
I went out today, I just wrote three chapters when I got home, I will write the rest, sorry sorry
(end of this chapter)