Song Yaoyao felt relieved and exhaled. While wiping away tears, he patted his small chest, "I was scared to death, I thought..."
As she spoke, she raised her eyes, and met the man's cold and deep gaze, as if looking at a dead person.
"See? Song Yaoyao, where do you think I was hurt? Tell me!"
He let out a low shout, which made Song Yaoyao tremble in fright.
She shrank her neck, blushing dripping blood, her eyes drifted across the dining table, and then she looked outside the restaurant trying to ask for help, but she didn't dare to look at Huo Yunque's cannibalistic expression.
"I..." She pursed her lips and smiled dryly, "I, I actually think the same as you, brother..."
"oh?"
Huo Yunque's half-smile was not a smile, and the action just now touched the wound again.
He took a deep breath, leaned against the pillow, raised his tensed jaw slightly, "Well, continue to make up."
Song Yaoyao: "..."
For the first time, Song Yaoyao felt that chatting with Huo Yunque was so difficult.
She blinked her eyelashes, looked at his expression quietly, saw that his lips were curled up, and the smile didn't reach her eyes at all.
Woo hoo! Brother is so scary!
Song Yaoyao wanted to cry again, but this time she was scared to cry.
To be honest, when she came to this world, she was not afraid of anything, but she was so afraid of Huo Yunque that she would die. He never liked to be angry, but if he really slumped, Song Yaoyao would be terrified by him.
"Think slowly, don't rush."
He slowly took a sip of water from the water glass, with a calm expression on his face.
But Song Yaoyao could feel the turbulent waves from his seemingly calm eyes.
Song Yaoyao confessed, she cried and apologized: "I'm sorry brother, I shouldn't have misunderstood you! My brother is tall and mighty, unparalleled in the world!"
Huo Yunque paused, and gently put the water glass on the cabinet, making a light slap.
"Brother~"
Song Yaoyao whispered timidly and coquettishly, "I really know I was wrong~"
"Um."
Huo Yunque nodded slightly, and suddenly evoked a smile, that smile was like a sharp axe, making the embarrassing and weird atmosphere disappear instantly. He had that indifferent and lonely face, but he also had a pair of sinister red phoenix eyes. With such a smile, he was inexplicably tainted with a bit of ruffian, making his legs weak when he teased him.
The blush seemed to grow legs, and it quickly crawled on her face.
She heard Huo Yunque narrowing his eyes and whispering something to the phone.
hum—
Her mind went blank, and when she realized it, she had cut off the video call quickly.
That hoarse, sexy, bad and naughty whisper echoed in his mind over and over again.
"I will try to make the other half 'satisfied' with me."
ah ah! !
Song Yaoyao yelled frantically in the restaurant, slapped her face with her hands, her whole body was red like boiled shrimp.
Huo Ningxi was driven off by Song Yaoyao halfway, and he couldn't get a car at all, so he called the driver to pick him up. He came in with a sulky face, and saw Song Yaoyao who was slapping him madly at a glance, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he asked speechlessly: "Song Yaoyao, are you crazy?"
The screaming stopped abruptly—
A few seconds later, Song Yaoyao grabbed her phone and walked upstairs without looking back.
From far away, Huo Ningxi could still hear someone's crazy screams.
"Ah!!"
"Uncle Zhang..."
Huo Ningxi pointed to the second floor, nodded his head, "What stimulated her?"
"Cough—well," Uncle Zhang stood upright, with his eyes and nose in his heart, and a gentle smile, "I don't know, Miss Song...maybe something very happy happened to her?"
"Yeah?"
Huo Ningxi was stunned.