"Aw!"
Then Song Yaoyao flew up and kicked him, and he immediately let go of Song Yaoyao in pain.
Gritting her teeth, she complained, "Song Yaoyao, are you a violent maniac? You can die if you don't hit someone?"
"You deserve a beating." Song Yaoyao rolled his eyes at him.
"Ning Xi—" Song Jingwan bit her lip and ran to Huo Ningxi's side, "Are you okay? Yaoyao, don't beat people up all the time, and you're still living at Ning Xi's house, it's not good."
She doesn't share the accusation.
"That's right!" Huo Ningxi nodded, "Look at Jing Wan, you eat my house and live in my house, and you are violent against me every day! Is this appropriate?!"
"It's not suitable~" Song Yaoyao put her hands in her small pockets, frowned for a while, and then reluctantly took out a small hand: "Does it really hurt? Or, I'll let you call back?"
Her eyes are very bright, and she looks like a dough ball, and her baby fat has not faded.
Hitting someone first, I feel very wronged.
Pooh! White lotus!
A mockery flashed across Song Jingwan's eyes, Song Yaoyao, you are nothing more than that!
Gently tugging on Huo Ningxi's sleeve with his hand, "Ning Xi, if you forget it, I'll apologize to you on her behalf."
Huo Ningxi swallowed twice at his Adam's apple, and swept it to her tender palm.
With a cold snort, "There's no need for you to apologize for her, she's being arrogant! Now she's probably just pretending, Song Yaoyao, do you really think I dare not fight back?"
"Then why don't you pay it back?" Song Yaoyao pouted and moved her hand forward.
The almond eyes blinked, Huo Ningxi raised his hand high, and lowered it hard—
"Ah!" Song Yaoyao shrank her neck and closed her eyes instantly.
Song Jingwan couldn't hide her smile. Sure enough, no matter how Song Yaoyao changed, she still couldn't please Huo Ningxi.
"You're a fart, you didn't even make a sound," Huo Ningxi rolled his eyes, looking very fierce, when his hand fell down, he just slid across her palm lightly, without pain or itchiness.
Song Jingwan couldn't hold back her smile.
Song Yaoyao rubbed her small hands on her clothes, and hurriedly stuffed them back into her pockets.
"If I wasn't afraid of you suing, I wouldn't have spared you so easily."
Huo Ningxi snorted and found an excuse for what he did.
He wouldn't say that when he was beating down, he saw the always arrogant little girl shrinking her head in fright, her eyelids quivering and her heart softening!
Obviously the relationship between the two is so stiff, but for some reason, Song Jingwan always feels like she can't get in the conversation.
This made her feel uncomfortable all over, and her heart was in a mess, irritable and restless.
"Ning Xi, my mother said that I miss you a lot since I haven't seen you for a long time. Tomorrow is Saturday, why don't you go to my house for dinner?" After finally being able to say a few words to Huo Ningxi, Song Jingwan naturally didn't want to let him go so soon.
She shook Huo Ningxi's sleeves coquettishly, with a charming look.
Huo Ningxi pursed her lips, thinking of Zhou Manli's performance at Huo's house last time and Song Yaoyao's words, she panicked.
He knew that this matter had nothing to do with Song Jingwan, but he couldn't help thinking about it.
If Song Jingwan had to choose, would she choose her uncle or herself
Song Yaoyao was not interested in the 'love-hate entanglement' between the two, so she ran to the front bus stop and squatted down to avoid the wind, and called home by the way.
"Hello, this is Huo Zhai."
"Uncle Zhang, it's me~" Song Yaoyao quickly recognized Uncle Zhang's voice, and she said sweetly, "Is brother at home?"
"Hey, it's Miss Song! You should be out of school at this point, right? Mr. just came back from the company, do you want to see him?"