He completely forgot what he was wearing.
Half of the bathrobe hung loosely on her arm, and the collar was wide open, revealing a pink, thin thing.
Of course she knew what it was!
There was a buzzing in the ears, and Song Yaoyao's dry face turned red.
ah ah!
Would my brother think she was playing hooligans
She hurriedly pulled up her clothes, blushing almost to the point of bleeding. His voice trembled and he was shy.
"Brother, brother... ahem, I'm fine..."
The man turned his head to look at the little girl who was clutching the collar of the bathrobe with her little hand, wishing she could wrap herself into a rice dumpling, with a slight smile in his eyes.
"Want to see snow?"
Song Yaoyao nodded quickly, "Thinking about it!"
After the video was turned on, Song Yaoyao was attracted by the beautiful scenery outside before she could lose sight of Huo Yunque.
"Wow" cried out.
The camera sticks out of the window, and the endless white snow spreads out. The snow is heavy and urgent. Looking further away, it is a romantic city night scene. The bustling red lights converged into a bright galaxy, fluffy snow fell on the branches beside the road, and fell in the wind as soon as it blew.
Song Yaoyao even wanted to travel through the past and experience it for herself.
"so beautiful!"
She opened her mouth wide, and the longing in her eyes could not be concealed.
Huo Yunque leaned in the seat, holding up his mobile phone to the snow scene outside the car window. She looked at Xue, Huo Yunque looked at her.
The corners of his lips were always curved slightly, and there was a pampering in his eyes that he didn't realize.
The wind was blowing in through the window, and the heater in the car was useless.
Huo Qi rubbed his arms, and seeing the calm look of his husband, he was filled with admiration.
As expected of a big boss, it seemed like he couldn't feel the cold.
When Song Yaoyao had seen enough, she asked eagerly: "Brother, can you sleep with me?"
"cough-"
Huo Er coughed violently.
sleep? What kind of sleep
However, neither of the two people in the video call felt that something was wrong, "I'll watch here, go to sleep."
Song Yaoyao immediately became happy. She smiled and approached the camera. Her bright red lips were like ripe cherries, which was very attractive.
She leaned over and kissed it.
"Then it's done~ I'm not asleep, brother, don't hang up the phone!"
Huo Yunque's eyes were full of smiles, and he nodded.
"OK, good night."
"Good night brother~"
Song Yaoyao had been sleepy for a long time. She put the phone next to the pillow, and at first she was able to talk softly to Huo Yunque: "Brother, let me tell you quietly, I will miss you as soon as we leave~ I will dream of you~"
In less than a minute, the only sound of the little girl's breathing remained on the phone.
A quiet snowy night, a bustling foreign city.
When he heard the little girl's breathing, Huo Yunque's heart was full.
The little girl said: I miss you as soon as we leave.
Huo Yunque felt that this sentence should be said by him.
His fingers rubbed the screen, as if he could touch the sleeping face of a little girl far away in China through the screen.
Song Yaoyao woke up after a few hours of sleep.
She rubbed her face against the pillow, got up from the bed in a daze, knelt down and rubbed her eyes.
I went to the bay window and opened the curtains with a 'swish'. In the large yard, the leaves of the ginkgo trees had fallen, covered with a layer of hoarfrost, which looked like a snowfall from a distance.
The fog in the distance filled the air, and the sky was still blue.
She yawned and picked up the phone to take a look. The phone has survived until now, with 3% of the battery remaining.
What pleased Song Yaoyao the most was that the video did not hang up!