"Brother, did you fall asleep just now?" She asked tentatively, "If I really kissed you secretly, would you be angry?"
Her long hair was like satin, reaching to her waist, hanging softly on Huo Yunque's arm. The whole person is extremely soft, lying in his arms, his eyes are black and bright.
In the cold night, the four seasons in the greenhouse are like spring.
He opened his lips and was about to speak.
"Sir! Sir, are you in there? Country Y over there!!"
Huo Qi quickly turned around and covered his eyes.
"Sir! Miss Song, I didn't see anything!"
The tall man was reclined in the chaise longue with his legs bent, and the petite girl was lying in his arms. His clothes were messy and his shirt was loose...
Huo Qi didn't dare to think about that provocative posture and temperament.
He was afraid that the husband would goug his eyes out!
Song Yaoyao gritted her silver teeth, she almost knew her brother's answer!
Huo Qi, that bastard!
Huo Yunque had already stood up over there, Song Yaoyao was crying and tugging at the hem of his clothes, "Brother, you haven't—"
"When I'm done, I'll give you the answer, okay?"
The atmosphere is all gone.
Song Yaoyao was lying on the imperial concubine's couch, watching Huo Yunque get up, she played tricks and silently protested to him with her small buttocks.
Suddenly, a coat pocket covered her body, together with her head. The cedar-like smell surrounded her, and before she could pull off her clothes, she was lifted into the air.
The man wrapped her in a coat, turned around and walked out of the greenhouse.
Song Yaoyao didn't dare to be angry immediately, she froze her body and tried her best to avoid the position of Huo Yunque's heart.
"Brother, doesn't your wound hurt? You'd better let me down, I can walk by myself."
It was Huo Yunque who responded to her by covering up her exposed little face again.
Song Yaoyao: "..."
Brother is really overbearing!
She was carried back to the room like a child all the way, and put on the big soft bed.
The man rubbed her head with his big palm, "Rest early, huh?"
"elder brother-"
Seeing him turn around to leave, Song Yaoyao quickly grabbed him, "Brother, can I have a goodnight kiss?" Her eyes were bright, agile and cunning.
It seems that knowing Huo Yunque's tolerance for her has always been very high, so he unscrupulously tested his bottom line.
The man leaned over, spraying his warm breath on her cheeks.
Song Yaoyao's heart was beating fast, and she closed her eyes expectantly.
Then-
Got shot in the head.
The man's voice drifted away with the figure, "If you sleep late, you will not grow taller, so don't think about it."
Song Yaoyao: "!!!"
Today is also a day to hate my brother!
On the second day after returning to China, Huo Yunque became busy again.
Song Yaoyao didn't even know how she fell asleep last night. She vaguely remembered that she was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. In the big bed, fell asleep deeply.
When I woke up, it was dawn.
Going to school, for others, may be a kind of torture.
But for Song Yaoyao, who had never been to a campus in her previous life, every day was worth cherishing for her.
Get up, wash up.
When going out, I suddenly kicked something.
"Um?"
Song Yaoyao froze for a moment, bent down to pick up the half-opened gift, and slapped her head to remember. Isn't this a gift from Tang Xinrou? She was curious about what it was last night, but she forgot about it later.