He felt that he probably understood.
Some people are born to be the darling of God, even if they wear a sack, they can look stunning!
And Song Yaoyao is the best among them!
If this kind of skirt is made of a little worse material, it will become cheap.
Fortunately, the store Song Yaoyao visited was a well-known girly brand with excellent reputation and design.
The length is above the knee, which is not particularly exaggerated. The skirt is slightly spread out, and the neckline adopts the design of a small cheongsam.
Delicate and cute.
Huo Yunque pursed his lips, and it could be seen that he was still not in a very happy mood.
But when he met the little girl's eyes, he sighed softly, and stepped forward to tidy up her long hair that fell out when she changed clothes.
The voice is gentle, like coaxing a child.
"very nice."
"Really?!"
Song Yaoyao picked up her skirt and twirled it around. In front of Huo Yunque, she looked childish like a child, with happiness and sadness written all over her face.
At this time, he laughed, and his eyelids curled up, like a bright moon.
"Well, my lord doesn't lie."
Seeing her happy look, a smile appeared in the man's eyes, he pursed his lips, and replied.
Said it was a banquet, but when it was time, Song Yaoyao realized that it was just a small party.
Fortunately, she didn't really wear the dress Huo Qixuan chose, otherwise it would be too formal—
But hers was just right.
As soon as she reached the door, two small figures rushed towards her like small cannonballs one after the other.
The grandma shouted excitedly at her, "Sister Yaoyao! Sister Yaoyao is here!!"
Lin Shuang followed behind with a smile on her face, and kept calling, "Slow down, slow down—"
"Tongtong! Xiaoye!"
Song Yaoyao squatted down and opened her arms, making a welcoming gesture.
However-
The ending is unexpected.
The two little buns were picked up by Song Yaoyao's big hands that suddenly stretched out from behind, and walked towards the house without looking back.
"Wow!"
"Sister Yaoyao, save me!!"
Song Yaoyao was taken aback, and hurried to catch up, "Brother, you—"
"Um?"
The light from the crystal chandelier fell on the man's face, making it even more attractive.
He raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"
Danger looms.
Song Yaoyao shrank her neck, shook her head, "It's okay, it's okay!"
She spread her little hands towards Tongtong and Xiaoye, making an expression that I couldn't help.
The two little buns suddenly lost their energy, their hands and feet drooped, and they didn't dare to scold Huo Yunque like they scolded Huo Qi.
Even the extent of the struggle is very small, close to nothing...
"Yo? Are we, Mr. Huo, bullying the kids again?"
The sound of a car engine sounded outside the door, and the sound came before anyone arrived. Song Yaoyao sounded familiar.
She turned her head curiously, and saw a man who was dressed in a bag, and was actually wearing a pair of ripped jeans in winter, got out of the sports car, and walked in with a gift with a smile on his face.
He seems to be Tang Xinrou's little uncle
Song Yaoyao was puzzled, but he had already arrived.
He reached out and rescued Tongtong from Huo Yunque's hand, held her in his arms, and stuffed her with a gift, "Here, little princess Tongtong, your aunt Raoluo couldn't make it back from filming in other places, so ask me to bring you a gift." La."
"Wow! What is it! Uncle Mu, can I dismantle it now?"
Tongtong blinked her big eyes excitedly, holding the gift eager to try.
"Hmm—you're so cute, of course you can do anything~"
Mu Jing's peach-blossom eyes widened, and the fox seemed to throw an electric eye at her.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Song Yaoyao who was exquisitely dressed, his eyes lit up, and his smile became brighter, "Yo yo~ cutie, we meet again~~"