"Brother!!" The little girl widened her eyes and looked at him accusingly, "You are going too far! I will fight with you for ten minutes!"
Song Yaoyao snorted coldly, folded her arms around her chest, and became angry like a puffer fish.
The whole person stayed away from Huo Yunque's side, wishing to squeeze into the gap against the door.
Huo Qi shrank his neck, looked down at his watch, thinking that this place is too far away, why can't he arrive
Huo Yunque: "..."
He raised his eyelids and glanced sideways at the autistic Song Yaoyao, then opened the file again with lowered eyes.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
The little girl who thought that she would make a fuss again within a few seconds was very quiet. Turning his head and looking out of the window stubbornly, the light and shadow of the street lamps seemed to pass by in a flash.
But Huo Yunque was not used to it.
He frowned, and when Huo Qi thought that the two would continue to be deadlocked, he seemed to resign himself to his fate and said, "Song Yaoyao."
The little girl directly covered her ears with her hands, as if she didn't listen to bastard's chanting.
The headlights radiated a warm orange light, and the man's voice was low and hoarse in the dark night, tinged with a bit of demagogy, "Want to go to the hospital with me?"
Song Yaoyao turned her head suddenly, pursed her lips, and remained silent. A pair of black eyes that looked like cat pupils stared straight at him.
Huo Yunque pursed his lips, "Just say what you want."
If you don't say it, you won't have a chance.
He is a qualified hunter, simply throwing out the bait, the little thing will stumble towards the trap.
Song Yaoyao curled her lips, lowered her head and picked her fingers, "Thinking about it."
But thinking of Huo Yunque's words, she felt resentful, "But aren't you going to take me home? It's almost there." The more she talked, the more depressed she became, and the grievances in her body seemed to turn into reality.
Huo Yunque coughed lowly, this little girl is really stingy.
"Then turn around, Huo Qi—"
Huo Qi was shocked, and controlled himself not to turn around curiously, while telling the driver to turn around and return to the hospital.
Seeing that the car really turned around at the intersection ahead, Song Yaoyao regained her mood. She froze her face desperately, trying not to laugh.
But the continuous curvature of the cherry lips leaked her mood.
Huo Yunque was not in the mood to read the document now, so he threw it away without looking at her, "Stop the cold war?"
"Puchi—"
After these words, Song Yaoyao couldn't bear it anymore. She bent her eyes, and quickly rushed over to hug Huo Yunque's arm.
"What is brother talking about? When did I say something about the Cold War? You must have heard wrong, brother!" She didn't admit it.
And go to the hospital to see the old man, round up, that is to see the parents~
She was delighted, smiling broadly.
Feeling the little furry head constantly arching and arching on his shoulders. It felt like there was an invisible little claw scratching and scratching at his heart.
Huo Yunque twitched his arm, but didn't pull it out. The little girl is quite strong, he is not surprised.
Turning her body slightly, she put her index finger on her forehead and pushed her away a little.
Laughing or not, the voice is low and hoarse.
"Little liar."
The tone seemed flat, but there was an imperceptible indulgence in it.
Song Yaoyao's image now became glorious and great in Huo Qi's heart. From awesome to giant awesome, now he has become a god!
Sure enough, never try to figure out what the husband thinks, especially the husband who is by Song Yaoyao's side!
"Yes, yes, I am a liar~"
A liar who specializes in deceiving you.