Huo Yunque poured two painkillers and frowned, "Are you wronged?"
"No! Really not!" Song Yaoyao shook her head like a rattle.
The more this is the more abnormal.
Huo Yunque's frown became tighter and tighter. He never thought that Song Yaoyao's abnormality was because her head was...
"No? I'll contact Huo Jiu later."
Song Yaoyao covered her mouth and continued to shake her head.
"That-"
miss me
The words rolled around on the tip of his tongue, and then swallowed back into his stomach. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl.
A beam of light shot down from the ceiling and enveloped Song Yaoyao. She was wearing milky white pajamas, her small face was strangely red.
The two were relatively silent.
a long time…
The little girl sat cross-legged on the bed, her tangled face wrinkled, and asked in a very low voice: "Brother, can you forget what happened yesterday?"
Huo Yunque reacted.
Fu forehead hoarse laugh.
So he speculated for a long time here, so it turned out that she was struggling with these things herself
The man's laughter was undoubtedly extremely deceptive, Song Yaoyao's scalp was numb from her laughter, and her whole body seemed to be on fire.
"No, no laughing!"
Her vicious warning, black and white eyes full of watery light.
Like a milk cat who can't wait to stretch out its paws before the full moon.
The man's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his smile became more wanton.
But a certain person didn't know how to restrain himself at all, so he nodded while laughing, "Okay, don't laugh."
But the ripples in his eyes because of the smile couldn't be concealed at all.
Song Yaoyao was out of breath, clenched her fists and bulged her cheeks.
"I'm ignoring you!"
Brother smelly, it's too much!
She covered the phone, lifted the quilt and got in to cover her head, preventing Huo Yunque from seeing her face.
The lens was blocked and it was pitch black.
cough-
How can it be so cute
The smile in Huo Yunque's eyes gradually deepened, he laughed hoarsely, "You really ignore me?"
"If you don't listen, don't listen! Bastard chant sutras!"
Ok, I'm brave enough.
Huo Yunque knocked on the table, "How about a piece of strawberry cake in exchange?"
"Wow—"
The sound of the quilt being lifted, and the girl's confident voice were close to my ears.
"I have to add another scoop of ice cream!"
What a glutton.
It seems that Uncle Zhang is at home, so he really didn't cook for her privately.
The corners of his lips raised, "You are allowed to eat two pieces of cake, but not ice cream."
"Just eat a little bit!" Song Yaoyao picked up the phone and acted softly.
Her cheeks were bulging, and her flushed cheeks were like ripe peaches.
There is a layer of watery luster on the plump lips.
No matter how likable she was, Huo Yunque shook his head and firmly refused when it came to the principled question of getting sick from eating.
"Can't."
The man shook his finger, "Choose two cakes, or nothing."
Song Yaoyao is under strict control, she hasn't eaten sweets for a long time!
She couldn't eat a lot before, but now she can eat with her belly open, and she has to be controlled by a man like her father.
"Okay, okay!"
Song Yaoyao quickly agreed, and raised her little finger, "Two yuan is two yuan, what you say is true! I'll have someone bring it to me right now—"
"Let's eat tomorrow."
The night was quiet, only the voices of two people sounded in the bedroom, and the invisible warmth spread.
"Brother, you take care of a lot~"
Song Yaoyao was lying on the bed, her legs were bent upwards, her little feet were dangling restlessly, and she complained, "Just like Dad!"
Huo Yunque lowered his eyebrows and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips.
"I don't mind if you want to."