"And on her arm... The cup was broken yesterday, and some pieces of porcelain scratched her arm, but it was all skin trauma. Dr. Liu has already treated her. Also, she also gave her a fever-reducing injection."
Huo Tian said while carefully looking at Huo Ningxi's expression.
Finally, he added in a low voice, "Brother Ning Xi, don't worry too much..."
Huo Ningxi didn't look at Huo Tian, but nodded slightly.
His eyelashes trembled, and he looked away, "Thank you."
His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
Hearing this voice, Huo Tian suddenly collapsed.
Seeing that Huo Ningxi was about to leave, she grabbed his arm suddenly, lowered her voice and asked cryingly: "Brother! What are you thinking! Song—she is our little aunt, how can you... How can you..."
How can you like her
During this period of time, all doubts have been answered at this moment.
Why does she always feel that Huo Ningxi is unhappy, and that the way he looks at Song Yaoyao is not right, why...
"Of course I know I can't!"
Huo Ningxi closed her eyes, took her hand away, "No more."
Obviously I have been able to bear it well, why can't I bear it this time
Alcohol, what a nasty thing.
It's just that there is unwillingness in the bottom of my heart.
Huo Tian felt that she understood Huo Ningxi's words, but seemed unable to understand them.
She watched Huo Ningxi leave helplessly, and she no longer had the courage to hold him back.
At this moment, Huo Ningxi suddenly turned around, "Then do you know that she should be my fiancee?" When he said this, his expression was extremely complicated.
Huo Tian can't describe it, there is joy, there is malice, and there seems to be a large part of self-loathing——
But she didn't know any of this, she just felt like a thunderbolt had hit her head directly.
She was about to collapse.
"Ah, what the hell is going on?!"
If Song Yaoyao was originally Huo Ningxi's fiancée, how could she be with her uncle
It's all about what! !
Huo Tian scratched her hair hard, feeling like she was going bald. This mess is completely incomprehensible.
She kicked at the corner angrily, "Don't worry, don't care!!"
Whoever you love, don't care about her!
Song Yaoyao woke up in the afternoon with a sore throat.
My arms hurt too, and my head hurts too.
Her tears fell patter, and the clear eyes were soon filled with moisture.
"Huh? Are you awake? Are you hungry? The kitchen made porridge for you, and I'll have someone bring it to you."
Huo Tian heard the movement and hurried over.
Seeing Song Yaoyao crying, she was frightened and at a loss, "Don't you cry! Why are you crying? Does it hurt? You, you bear it a little..."
She had never seen someone cry like Song Yaoyao, silently, only tears rolling down like broken beads.
Soon, the eye circles and the tip of the nose were red from crying.
There is no one in the world who does not feel uncomfortable watching such a girl cry.
Huo Tian was stuffed by her crying, thinking that if her uncle was there, Song Yaoyao would definitely not suffer these grievances. She is a baby bump held in the palm of my uncle's hand. He just went on a business trip, and her back foot was injured.
She felt like crying. On the one hand, she was infected by Song Yaoyao, and on the other hand, she was so frightened——
Woooooo, uncle will definitely clean them up when he comes back! Dying to die.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise, Huo Tian's tears were instantly frightened back.
She stared at Song Yaoyao with wide eyes, "You—"
Song Yaoyao patted the bed, and immediately felt more pain.
The tears fell even more fiercely, she gritted her teeth, "Where's Huo Ningxi?"
"Huh? What... what?"
She looks fierce, but her voice is soft and waxy, because she is sick and has a nasal sound, not to mention how whiny it is.
People can't feel her anger at the moment.
Song Yaoyao gritted her teeth, "Where's Huo Ningxi?"
"He—" Huo Tian pointed blankly in the direction of the door, "Should he be at home?"
Song Yaoyao lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Huo Tian looked frightened and rushed over to hug Song Yaoyao's waist.
She knelt on the ground, holding her tightly.
"Song Yao... ah no! Little aunt! Where are you going, little aunt? You are still sick. Dr. Liu said you can't blow the wind, so you should rest first! What kind of love and hatred do you have, you, you wait for the sickness Well, it’s not too late to report!"
"like?"
Song Yaoyao caught a word, and she hated it, "There is no love! Only hate!"
The kind who wish to kill Huo Ningxi!
Huo Tian felt the burning killing intent on her body, and she became more and more cowardly, and she involuntarily let go of her hand.
As soon as she let go, Song Yaoyao immediately strode out the door.
"Little aunt!!" Huo Tian lay on the carpet with Erkon's hands.
"Ka—"
Song Yaoyao opened the door.
Huo Tianxin said: "It's over, how should it end now?"
Shura Field!
Huo Tian thought this was a very scary situation, until she saw Song Yaoyao froze.
She blinked, overjoyed, and hurriedly struggled to get up, trying to pull Song Yaoyao back.
In the next second, a big hand passed through Song Yaoyao's waist and hugged her horizontally.
Huo Tian was dumbfounded...
The man in a suit and leather shoes who walked in should have just come back.
In the past, most of Huo Yunque's face was expressionless and cold, but as long as you don't provoke him, it won't make people feel scary. It is easy to be deceived by his gentle and dignified temperament, thinking that he is a very approachable person.
What's more, since we got along during this time, although Huo Yunque always threatened her, if he didn't take good care of Song Yaoyao, he would do nothing to her. But in the end, she didn't really do anything. Although Song Yaoyao always threatened her to sue Huo Yunque, she lied to her in the end.
So Huo Tian respected and feared Huo Yunque, but not so much.
until now—
Removed the illusion of camouflage.
The weather outside was just right, the setting sun came in through the window, and the warmth filled the whole room. However, even with the soft and warm light shining on his body, people can't feel the warmth at all. On the contrary, his whole body was covered with a chilling cold and murderous air.
Huo Tian fell silent for a moment.
Huo Yunque didn't seem to see him, he walked over with Song Yaoyao in his arms, leaned over and put her on the bed.
Huo Tian dared to breathe carefully because of the strong hostility that was almost overflowing. He looked so indifferent, as if he had suppressed his anger to the extreme, but the movements of his hands were gentle.
"elder brother… "
Song Yaoyao raised her head, her appearance made people feel soft-hearted, with reddish eyes, soft and nasal voice.
"Why are you back?"
Huo Yunque's thin eyelids drooped, and he gently scratched her cheek with bent fingers, "I'm done with my work, I'll be back."
Song Yaoyao tugged at the corner of his clothes and shook it lightly, knowing that he probably knew it.