"Mu Jing, promise me that you will give your mouth a break once in a while, okay?"
Yi Ting took off his apron and walked to the two of them with a bottle of wine.
"Of course—no."
Mu Jing shook her fingers, "A person's mouth is for talking, and I still have a lot to ask Lao Huo, here—"
He took a glass of wine and shook it, and pointed to the distance with his chin.
The little girl was kneeling on the carpet, and Tong Tong and Xiao Ye were snuggling up beside her, one big and two small, watching the Peppa Pig that was playing on TV.
That picture is surprisingly harmonious.
However, looking at it, Mu Jing hissed and asked Huo Yunque, "Old Huo, you are quite old, don't you feel guilty for having such thoughts for other little girls?"
Hearing this, the man raised his eyebrows.
He raked the hair from his forehead to the back of his head, and a sinister aura suddenly appeared on that clean and menacing face.
Laughing in a low voice, "Yes."
"Then you still—" Mu Jing stared.
The man pursed his lips, "So, I plan to use my whole life to atone for my sin."
"I rely on it!"
Mu Jing took a sip of wine and got stuck in the intake pipe, almost choking him to death.
He coughed out of breath, and gave Huo Yunque a thumbs up with teary eyes, ashamed of himself, "Sao, you're the one to show!"
Yi Ting shook his head and laughed.
The three of them had the best relationship when they were young, but since childhood, Huo Yunque has always been the most mature and calm one. And they were like followers, wherever Huo Yunque went, they followed.
Now that he has grown up, seeing that he and Mu Jing belong together, Huo Yunque is still single. As a brother, Yi Ting was still very worried.
And now—
There are still many worries.
He poured red wine and pushed it to Huo Yunque's hand, and asked, "Seriously?"
no answer.
The man rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingers, the beam of light fell down and hit him, the smile in his eyes almost escaped.
Then, Yi Ting understood.
But there were some things he had to say.
"Brother, she—Ms. Song shouldn't be very old, right?"
"nineteen."
"Well, I'm still a child," Yi Ting sighed, "Although I don't want to think of bad things, girls of this age always pursue novelty. We are older than her, and she is still in the future The flowers are in full bloom, full of seductive age. Those boys have a sweet mouth and can coax people, brother, I mean in case—"
The experience of growing up together made Yi Ting understand Huo Yunque a little bit.
He looks cold, but in fact there is a hot and crazy heart in his chest.
Once you fall in love, it is a lifetime thing.
But there are too many unknowns in the future, Song Yaoyao is a good girl, and Huo Yunque is his elder brother whom he respects.
But when it comes to the future, who dares to make guarantees
"oh?"
Huo Yunque listened quietly, raised his eyebrows and smiled, raised his head and drank the red wine in the goblet in one gulp.
The smell of alcohol in his eyes made his unique ascetic temperament more prominent. From head to toe, even the hair was full of seductive smell.
He was leaning on the sofa, with long legs that had no place to rest gracefully overlapping, his phoenix eyes were slightly closed, and he had an indescribably romantic taste.
"It's nothing in case."
He said with certainty.
Mu Jing and Yi Ting looked at each other and opened their mouths. When he saw the man in front of him, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"That's right, I was worrying too much."
If this person doesn't make a move, he will take it. Once he makes a move, he is naturally sure.
He is a qualified hunter. When he makes a move, basically, the life of that prey is already in his hands.