Song Yaoyao's eyelids were curved, and the amber-like pupils were clear and flawless.
On the end is a simple and innocent look that has not been deeply involved in the world.
Huo Yunque's phoenix eyes were lightly closed, a trace of clarity flowed from his eyes, and his lips curled slightly.
Then you can hide your little tail well, don't be caught by me.
With her schoolbag on her back, Song Yaoyao bouncingly followed Huo Yunque out of the elevator, and bumped into Huo Ningxi who was about to leave.
The place where Huo Ningxi was kicked by Song Yaoyao was still hurting, and he felt uncomfortable when he saw Song Yaoyao.
Looking at her with staring eyes, "Song Yaoyao, are you a follower?!"
And isn't uncle going to take her home? Sending it away, it was brought back again.
What kind of mysterious game are these two people playing that is so unpredictable
"Boom—"
"Aww!! Song Yaoyao, what the hell—"
The empty milk tea cup fell from Huo Ningxi's face, rolled around on the ground a few times and remained still, revealing a silent arrogance.
"Are you a fly? Why do you keep dangling in front of my eyes!" The pink and tender little fist dangled in front of Huo Ningxi's eyes, as if it was about to hit his face in the next second.
Huo Ningxi took two steps back with his face covered, his back molars creaking.
Huo Yunque, who was walking in front, turned back lightly, "Song Yaoyao, children are not allowed to swear."
Hearing this, Song Yaoyao was dissatisfied, and pointed at Huo Ningxi, "But he also said it!"
"He's gone, and so are you?"
The man strode like a meteor, and his figure was about to disappear around the corner of the corridor.
The silver-gray trousers outline his long straight and slender legs, and his superior height of 185 allows him to wear a formal suit, which is more perfect than a top male model, so charming as hell!
Seeing him go, Song Yaoyao trotted to catch up.
"Brother! Wait for me~"
Huo Ningxi gritted his teeth behind, "Song Yaoyao, just wait for me!"
This beam is settled!
Song Yaoyao caught up with Huo Yunque in two or three steps, stretched out her hand to grab the corner of his clothes, and turned her head to make a face at Huo Ningxi.
"slightly-"
Hit me if you don't agree!
But you can't beat it, it's difficult~
Mr. Huo looked over sixty, and Huo Yunque was his old man and his only son.
As for Huo Ningxi's father, he was the child of his old buddy. Because his parents died unexpectedly, Mr. Huo simply brought the child back to raise him.
It doesn't matter whether he is cold-blooded or ruthless. He always prefers his biological child, who was born in his late forties.
And Huo Yunque, who has been more intelligent than a demon since he was a child, did not disappoint his father's preference.
When Huo Yunque came in, Mr. Huo had just returned from visiting the next door.
It is said that an old family is like a treasure, but it is very rare for people to live in a hospital as if it were their home.
"Eh? Didn't you meet Ning Xi when you came? He just went out." Mr. Huo put down the game console and asked.
Huo Yunque walked towards the ward, and replied quietly, "See you."
"Tsk, that's your nephew anyway, he's been cold all day long, and he doesn't know who he looks like!" Mr. Huo rolled his eyes at him, thinking that this son is excellent, but it's a little too cold. He was sighing and suddenly saw Huo Yunque. A piece of clothing was exposed behind him.
He was taken aback, "Is there something hidden behind you?"
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows and turned to one side.
A small head poked out from behind him quietly, with white skin, a small mouth with an upturned nose and big eyes, like a doll in a New Year's painting. Greeted him in a childish voice, "Hi, grandpa!"
"Alas!" Mr. Huo was overjoyed, and looked at Huo Yunque in surprise, as if he didn't know him anymore, "Where did you bring this little girl?"