Song Yaoyao trotted to catch up with Huo Yunque, tugging at his sleeves to follow suit.
"What a coincidence, brother, have you eaten yet?"
She blinked her almond eyes and looked up.
At this moment, her stomach growled a few times.
Huo Yunque's eyes filled with a smile, "What do you want to eat?"
Song Yaoyao followed Huo Yunque downstairs, seeing many girls passing by, her eyes seemed to grow on him. Even after walking a long distance, you still have to look back, and some people even secretly picked up their mobile phones to take a sneak shot.
She dragged Huo Yunque and ran away, "Don't eat or eat! I'm not hungry yet! Brother, let's go!"
Pooh!
The elder brother belongs to her, and he can't take advantage of these people at a glance!
Huo Yunque was dragged, and he quickened his pace a little funny.
"how?"
"without… "
Song Yaoyao stuck out her tongue and looked around with teary eyes, seeing the girls blushing one by one, some of them even didn't leave at all, standing aside and watching blatantly.
She bulged her cheeks, her little face flushed with anger.
These people are too much and shameless!
"Aren't you hungry?" Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, and said thoughtfully, "Just now I seemed to hear a child's stomach growling."
"elder brother!"
Song Yaoyao was embarrassed, she stomped her feet, and complained angrily: "Look at those people, they are all peeping at you! There are still people secretly taking pictures of you, maybe they will do something with your pictures in private!"
Huo Qi was stunned by Song Yaoyao's possessiveness.
"Miss Song, even if they take pictures, they won't be able to post them. Don't worry."
"Who's worried!" Song Yaoyao gave him a sidelong glance, "But the photos are in their hands, so why don't they just do whatever they want with their brother's photos?"
She doesn't have a picture of her brother yet!
Song Yaoyao thought sourly, the sour smell was about to permeate her whole body.
She lowered her head and was unhappy, wondering why there are so many people in this mall and why the road is so long.
Just as he was thinking, his jaw was lifted slightly, the man's eyelashes drooped, and his lead gray eyes stared at her, "Let me smell it, where is such a sour smell coming from?"
The tall, gentle man leaned over slightly, and looked at the girl in front of him tenderly.
Although he couldn't hear what he was talking about, the ambiguous distance between the two of them and the doting gesture of the man made the girls peeking around jealousy want to scream crazily.
Song Yaoyao's eyes suddenly filled with mist, "I just don't like those people looking at you!"
My brother is so outstanding, as long as he wants to, countless beautiful girls will flock to him waving his hand.
Just thinking about it makes her very irritable, with a strong possessive desire at work.
"Tut—"
Huo Yunque shook his head, his voice slightly hoarse.
He brushed the broken hair from Song Yaoyao's cheeks behind his ears, and spread his palms upwards, "Give me your hand."
"do what."
Song Yaoyao was unhappy, puffed up her cheeks, and put her little hand in.
The man withdrew his big palm, took her little hand completely, and pulled her into the crowd.
As people came and went, the little girl followed suit obediently behind the man.
The man has broad shoulders and long legs, and his steps are huge, but he deliberately slows down for the sake of the girl. The girl was dressed childishly, with a pink furry top, white trousers and sneakers, and a backpack on her back. It looked incompatible with a man with a mature temperament and business attire.
But it was such a man who was so tall and difficult to approach with bodyguards and assistants behind him, he could notice the little girl's childish thoughts.