Then…
Song Yaoyao kissed Huo Yunque's chin.
She whispered speechlessly, "Why are you so tall? It's not convenient to kiss."
"Huh? What did you say?" Huo Yunque asked without hearing clearly.
"... Nothing! I mean, which one do you think I look best wearing?" Song Yaoyao shook her head, her fair fingers brushed across a row of hats, and turned her head to ask Huo Yunque's opinion.
"I..." Huo Yunque's attention was all on her. Just as he opened his mouth, Song Yaoyao interrupted him suddenly, and said fiercely: "Don't say that they all look good! You can only choose one!"
Huo Yunque: "..."
He didn't speak, looked at it, and finally chose the one he got when he entered the store. Lotus root pink, with a snow-white fur ball on the tip of the hat.
Seeing this, Song Yaoyao snickered, and teased, "I didn't expect you, brother, to like such a pink color?"
Huo Yunque put it on for her seriously, not feeling embarrassed, "You look good in it."
"Ahem..."
Song Yaoyao's small face was slightly hot, how could someone be serious about talking about love
She asked, "Brother."
"Um?"
The man still lowered his eyes, concentrating on arranging her hat.
His eyelashes are long and thin, and the beam of light from the top of his head casts a light shadow under his eyes. The butterflies that seem to inhabit the shadows are quiet and beautiful, which makes people unbearable to be disturbed.
The words turned around, Song Yaoyao licked her lips, "It's nothing."
Huo Yunque tidied up and raised his eyebrows to look at her.
Obviously, she didn't believe Song Yaoyao's words.
"Cough," Song Yaoyao had nowhere to hide under his gaze, coughed dryly, and explained in a low voice: "Actually, what I want to say is, do you know how flirtatious you are?"
"tease?"
"That's what it means - it's very attractive!"
With this explanation, there should be nothing wrong with it, right
As soon as the voice fell, a large shadow suddenly covered the eyes.
Song Yaoyao leaned back on the shelf, raised her head blankly, and watched the man's clear and handsome face slowly zoom in before her eyes.
Lips softened.
"So, did I catch you?"
This kiss is like a superficial touch, a touch of extreme separation, and the process takes only a second.
Song Yaoyao was still a little regretful. Hearing him ask this question, he stumbled and let out a hot 'hmm' sound, which was not much higher than the sound of a mosquito.
Qingyue's charming chuckle rang in his ears.
Huo Yunque got up and pulled her again.
"I am very happy."
Song Yaoyao's eyes wandered, and she glanced around guiltily, always feeling that everyone had seen what she and her brother did just now.
In fact, she was the only one who felt shy.
Everyone is familiar with it. Christmas is such a romantic festival, and there is light snow, so it is very suitable for couples to date.
When queuing up to pay, Song Yaoyao took Huo Yunque's arm and clasped his palm with her fingers.
She could feel someone watching them behind her, which made Song Yaoyao want to run away even more.
Sure enough, it was still seen, right? !
What broke Song Yaoyao the most was that when it was their turn to pay, Song Yaoyao casually glanced at the counter. Almost instantly, she felt that a thunderbolt hit her sky cap, making her mind go blank.
In the next second, the blood flowed backwards, and his face was dripping red in an instant.
There are monitors on the counter!
"Let's go!!"
After paying the money, without even getting the receipt, Song Yaoyao quickly dragged Huo Yunque to escape and seemed to run out of the boutique.
Huo Yunque followed with strides, a doting smile filled his phoenix eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Song Yaoyao screamed frantically, "Ah! They saw it all! It must be!" No wonder they looked at her with strange eyes.
"What did you see?" Huo Yunque was surprised.
Song Yaoyao whimpered, "Didn't you see it? There is surveillance in the store! The surveillance screen is on the counter!"
"cough-"
No wonder she blushed like this, it turned out she was shy.
Huo Yunque couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand to pinch the pompom on her hat, "Cute."
Song Yaoyao slapped his hand away resentfully: "It's all your fault!"
They strolled around for a while, and after Song Yaoyao was recognized by fans in the street, they headed back home.
This time, without Song Yaoyao's suppression, the photos of her shopping with Huo Yunque, the photos of shopping in boutiques were all released, and there was even a video of her feeding Huo Yunque a cake in the cake shop.
Although Song Yaoyao couldn't help but feel sour when seeing those netizens who didn't know whether they were male or female, yelling "I can" at Huo Yunque.
But I also know that Huo Yunque belongs to her alone, and no one can take it away.
She just has that confidence.
The Xu Dongqing movie she invested in before was also scheduled for the New Year's Eve.
This is a low-budget movie with a lot of funny parts added to it. The protagonist is an actor who has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years and can only play tricks. His natural Mandarin with an accent, as well as his joyful appearance, added a lot of color to this movie.
Song Yaoyao didn't go to the premiere, but I heard from film critics who have seen it that the plot is good.
Song Yaoyao woke up on the first day of the new year, first paid New Year's greetings to Mr. Huo, and then received a thick red envelope.
She has long since lost her home, so naturally she doesn't need to go out to pay New Year's greetings. It was Song Wenchuan who transferred a sum of money to her in the morning and said Happy New Year.
Song Wenchuan knew in his heart how much Song Yaoyao didn't want to see Zhou Manli, so he never mentioned asking her to visit Zhou Manli.
Song Yaoyao accepted the red envelope with peace of mind, replied 'thank you brother' and left.
The phone jingled all morning, all of which were New Year greetings from friends on WeChat. Among them are her former 'patients', those big bosses who can cause earthquakes by stomping their feet.
In the study, Huo Yunque rubbed the eyebrows that ached from the quarrel, amused, "Student Song Yaoyao, you are busier than me."
Song Yaoyao replied calmly without raising her head, "That's because I'm popular."
In the evening, Tang Xinrou asked Song Yaoyao to go with her to support the new movie she invested in.
Song Yaoyao happily went to the appointment.
While waiting, Tang Xinrou complained, "Yaoyao, you don't even know what my little uncle looks like now. If you don't know, you think he is the one who gave birth. Do men change after they become fathers? Tsk ... As long as I think that An Feiran and Mr. Huo will become like him in the future, I will feel a chill."
As she said that, she rubbed her arms with a look of unbearable expression.
During this period of time, many things happened to Song Yaoyao, and she was not there when Xia Rao gave birth. Hearing Tang Xinrou mention it, I suddenly remembered this.
"After the movie is over, let's go see Miss Xia Rao."
"It's okay, I just miss the baby too."
At this time, ticket checking began, and Song Yaoyao stopped saying anything, stood up with Tang Xinrou, carrying popcorn and milk tea, and lined up along the line to enter the arena.
The two were wearing masks and hats, and passers-by didn't notice at all. The two girls standing next to them were the most discussed new directors and talented actresses this year.