After the words fell, a low laugh sounded in the room.
Huo Yunque rescued her from the quilt, his cold eyes melted instantly, and his tone narrowed, "Song Yaoyao, what have you been thinking about all day long, huh?"
Thinking every day, dreaming at night.
The dream of the little girl is getting bigger and bigger.
It seems that in the future, she really can't be allowed to sleep outside, in case—
"Eh?"
Song Yaoyao was pulled out, her hair was messily draped over her shoulders, her pink and jade-carved face was fine and fair.
She blinked, a little in disbelief.
"Brother, are you not angry with me?"
Just uncovered
"Stop thinking about those messy things in the future."
Huo Yunque stretched out his hand and squeezed her face hard, making a red mark on the little girl's cheek, got out of bed and left.
"Get up quickly, don't be late."
"Aw!"
Song Yaoyao pursed her mouth, covered her cheeks and dared not speak in anger.
Only with two bubbles of tears in his eyes, the water swirls in his eyes.
She watched Huo Yunque's back disappear, and the door closed before her eyes.
Suddenly the tears stopped, and he plunged into the pillow, beating the bed fiercely with his small fist.
"Ah!!"
Huo Yunque's footsteps stopped, and he couldn't help laughing dumbfounded.
This little girl is so delicate and noisy, what is she doing in the room
"Uncle, you and Song Yaoyao—?"
never mind…
Huo Ningxi was wearing sportswear, with sweat on his forehead, obviously just came back from running outside.
He watched Huo Yunque come out of Song Yaoyao's room, and when his eyes fell on his neck covered with bite marks, he froze suddenly, pursed his lips tightly, and didn't want to ask any more. He bowed his head towards Huo Yunque, "Uncle, I'll go back and wash up first."
After all, he quickly walked past Huo Yunque, but his footsteps were a little messy, and his peaceful breath was replaced by irritability.
"Ah… "
Huo Yunque laughed, turned and went back to his room.
He never explained to anyone what he was going to do.
Whether Huo Ningxi misunderstood or not, what does it have to do with him
Song Yaoyao seldom logs in to social software, and her transactions with Meng Qiqi are basically maintained once a week. Originally, Meng Qiqi saw that she wanted to make money and wanted to introduce clients to Song Yaoyao, but Song Yaoyao refused.
She wants to study, read books, and bring the scumbags from class three together.
I'm so busy every day, I don't have time to edit pictures.
After getting in the car and logging in to QQ, countless messages rushed in.
Meng Qiqi: Ahhh! ! I'm so sour! !
Meng Qiqi: Sisters! Have you read Star's Weibo? Whoop, fifty autographed photos! I have collected countless merchandise and albums of his, but there is no autographed photo!
Meng Qiqi: Today I am a lemon! The person who can receive the autographed photo of his brother must have saved the Milky Way in his previous life! !
It's Yaoyao:...
If nothing else happened, those autographed photos should all be hers.
So she saved fifty galaxies?
It's Yaoyao: I have it, do you want it
Meng Qiqi:? ?
Meng Qiqi: Hahaha sister, this joke is not funny at all. Did you forget that last year you paid a lot of money to buy his autographed photo but failed
Song Yaoyao didn't reply because Huo Ningxi was talking to her.
His eyes flickered, his expression twisted.
It made Song Yaoyao baffled.
He asked: "Song Yaoyao, is there anything uncomfortable on your body??"
Huo Ningxi's eyes turned around her, with a very strange expression.
Song Yaoyao followed his gaze and lowered her head, raised her arms and kicked her legs, "Huh? I'm fine, Huo Ningxi—" She looked at Huo Ningxi speechlessly, "What exactly do you want to ask, can you just say it?"