Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 1147: call husband

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"Ah... you, you..."

Under his persecution, Song Yaoyao hid back little by little until her back touched the edge of the table, and she couldn't avoid it.

Plop, plop, plop...

In the extremely quiet study room, the powerful beating sound of the heart was particularly obvious.

Song Yaoyao raised her eyes, and met a clear and compelling face.

There is no way to describe his appearance as handsome, and his noble and cool temperament has been integrated into his bones. Let him jump out of the circle of ordinary people and surpass the top of the mountain.

"Then Madam thinks, is there anything else that needs to be repaired as a husband? Huh?"

He hooked his thin lips and lowered his voice slightly. The mellow rum, fermented in this silent night, has a bewitching taste.

What Song Yaoyao can't stand the most is him like this, if he deliberately seduces, Song Yaoyao can't hide at all.

Who told her to be interested in Huo Yunque from the very beginning

It can be seen from this that his complexion naturally suits Song Yaoyao's wishes everywhere.

At this moment, he lowered his head slightly to stare at Song Yaoyao, with gentle ripples in his deep eyes. Such an angle made his already beautiful browbones look narrower and more delicate. A pair of phoenix eyes are scary when not smiling. When you laugh, it's enough to take your breath away.

"Husband, madam...?"

Her throat was so dry that she stammered and repeated.

"Huh? Since we're all called husbands, then I should always reciprocate, right?"

"Ahem..."

Song Yaoyao's breathing became short of breath, and she shyly curled up her toes under the gaze of his seductive phoenix eyes.

This man is really—

Obviously he didn't do anything, just put his hand on her waist neatly.

But Song Yaoyao always felt that she was insignificant in front of him.

"You, don't call me that!" Song Yaoyao almost bit her tongue when she heard this word from him for the first time.

She pushed the man's broad chest, trying to push him away.

If this continues, she will almost be unable to breathe! Moreover, Song Yaoyao couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't be seduced by Huo Yunque, and she would be so beastly that she would throw him down.

"Don't like it?" Huo Yunque followed her back a little.

"Yeah, it's not that I don't like it..." Song Yaoyao's face was blushing, her eyes flickered and sparkled.

"That's what I like."

Song Yaoyao was powerless for a while, her eyes flickered, and she gave Huo Yunque a sidelong glance.

"Be serious!"

"All right."

Huo Yunque nodded and sat up straight.

Song Yaoyao just breathed a sigh of relief, the next second, the man suddenly put her on the desk.

Song Yaoyao's eyes widened.

That Qingjun face is getting closer and closer, and it is constantly enlarged in the retina.

The clear and cold fragrance quickly enveloped her.

The waist was strangled, and the man hung his head on her neck.

The hoarse voice carried a different kind of bewitching atmosphere, "Call me husband, you can shoot whatever you want, huh?"

Song Yaoyao's head was dizzy, her little hand fell on his hair, and she didn't know how to react at all.

at last-

The photo was not taken, so she gave out the exchange chips first.

The phrase "husband" was repeated over and over again, I don't know how many times I called it.

Song Yaoyao was carried back to the bedroom. She drooped her eyelids, enjoying the man's service.

He obviously just took a shower not long ago, and now he has to wash again.

When she was clean and lying on the bed fragrant, she couldn't help but glared at the man angrily.

"Hey, go to sleep."

The lights went out and the room was plunged into darkness.

She was pulled into a warm embrace, and the man still exuded the scent of shower gel just after taking a bath, which was the same kind as the one she used.

Song Yaoyao twisted unhappily.

next moment—

"Snapped!"

A direct slap on the small pp didn't hurt, but it was numb.

"Huo Yunque!!" Song Yaoyao called his name angrily.

unacceptable!

"Try moving around again?"

In the darkness, I couldn't see the man's expression clearly. After the eyes temporarily lose the ability to see things, the hearing and other sensory abilities will be doubled.

Sensing what was pressing against her, Song Yaoyao obediently did not move.

A sigh was heard next to her ear, as if someone felt quite sorry for her knowledge.

Song Yaoyao's face kept getting hot, but her body froze and she didn't dare to move.

After that, she forgot how she fell asleep.

The small hands hugged the man's thin waist tightly, and the small head was arched into his arms.

When she opened her eyes the next day, Huo Yunque was still awake.

The waist and eyes were sore, why did it develop into what happened last night, Song Yaoyao also belatedly remembered.

This is a totally unfair deal!

Her own man, she can shoot whatever she wants! Why pay so much

With a sullen face, Song Yaoyao picked up her phone and turned on the camera, and took a 'click' at the sleeping man, and a photo was freshly released.

After that, she casually posted it on Weibo.

Song Yaoyao v: This is my husband, don't admit it wrong

[picture]

In the early morning, she thought that there was no one, but she ignored the number of her fans. Set her as a special concern, and you will be notified the moment she posts a photo.

[Ah, front row! ! I'll just say it! ! I'm alright I'm alright, I'm alright again! No wonder I didn't like the man in the photo before. Mr. Huo is exactly as I imagined! ! Woohoo, why is he a little obedient when he sleeps? ?]

[Hey~ I saw the red marks on Mr. Huo's neck, are there mosquitoes in your house too? What a coincidence~ Dog Head]

[hhh Where are some people looking? nasty! !]

[Wow, is this photo straight from the back? So HD! Just hitting the face directly like this can achieve this effect. Fuck, what kind of fairy couple is this?]

[Mr. Huo, I have no chance, but! ! With such good genes, how many more balls do you have? I can wait for your children! !]

[You guys are too good to be thinking about other people's children? Mom, when was my husband born? @宋谢草]

The phone kept ringing, Huo Yunque's eyelashes moved slightly, and he woke up leisurely.

Song Yaoyao didn't think about it when she posted the photo, and when she saw the message in the comment area, she immediately deleted the Weibo that had just been posted a few minutes ago.

Song Yaoyao v: My husband can only watch it by myself! I don't know that person yesterday, please stop talking nonsense, my husband will be angry!

Song Yaoyao thought she deleted it in time, but she still didn't understand the current sand sculpture netizens.

Otherwise, those celebrities slipped their hands, or deleted their microblogs in seconds, why would they still leave so much evidence

It is because before someone sees the new news, the first reaction is to save the screenshot!

[hhhh baby, what did you delete? We all saw it!]

[Hush! Don't say it, let her think we didn't see it!]

[Aba aba aba]

[Hee hee hee, baby, what do you think this is? [view image]]

[Hahahahaha some people upstairs are going too far! Give our Director Song some face. As for the photos, just save them secretly and lick them!]