The man was wearing a gray-blue shirt with a sweater vest in dark brown plaid. Wearing this kind of dress on others may look old-fashioned and rustic.
But when worn on the man in front of him, it fully displayed the gentle and elegant temperament of his whole body.
Like an elegant gentleman from the ancient west, he slightly bowed towards Song Yaoyao to salute.
If it is not out of date, it will almost make people think that after passing through the millennium, we have entered the era of rigor and romance.
Song Yaoyao's cheeks slowly warmed up, seeing Huo Yunque's noble and cold appearance, she couldn't help but think back to last night—
In Huo Yunque's eyes, the girl's appearance was obviously too shy, but she wanted to put on a sullen face, pretending that I am very angry and don't talk to me!
With a low sigh, he took the initiative to hold her little hand, and lowered his head to kiss the back of her hand.
"you-"
The back of Song Yaoyao's hand seemed to be scalded, and she quickly retracted it.
Her eyes fluttered, and the tails of her eyes were crimson, which was very moving.
"You are not allowed to kiss me!" She pouted and stomped her feet angrily.
"Good morning kiss."
Huo Yunque curled his lips into a low smile.
In his smiling eyes, Song Yaoyao almost froze.
She quickly slammed the door, and said stiffly: "I'm going to wash up!"
"Boom!"
The door was slammed shut in front of him, Huo Yunque was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but laugh.
Uncle Zhang came up and saw just such a scene.
He asked worriedly: "Sir, did you make Miss Song angry?"
"should be?"
The man smiled like a cold moon, he knocked lightly on the door, "Then I'll wait for you downstairs, it won't be too late."
After all, he took graceful steps and went downstairs.
Uncle Zhang was left to look at the closed door, feeling very worried.
well…
How can this little couple not quarrel? Even those who are as lofty as their husband are, in terms of feelings, they are just ordinary people.
I don't know if the two of them quarrel, will the husband bow his head
Miss Song is delicate and young.
According to Uncle Zhang's intention, the gentleman must give in to others!
But in fact, Uncle Zhang obviously worried too much.
in the room-
In the huge cloakroom, rows of cabinets were opened, and the small sofa was full.
It is full of the latest women's clothing of this season. After careful screening, the most suitable ones are selected for Song Yaoyao, and will finally appear in her cloakroom.
But now, facing so many dazzling clothes, Song Yaoyao is one head and two big.
"How to do how to do!"
She scratched her hair and paced back and forth in the cloakroom. With so many clothes, she has a choice phobia.
This was the first time she went out with her brother during the day, of course—
Cough, at least you can't dress too ugly, right
"Pants or a skirt?"
Song Yaoyao was holding a pair of white trousers in one hand and a pleated skirt in the other, wondering which one was better.
The pleated skirt is made of woolen material, with red and white checkered styles, and it is also mixed with faint silver threads. It looks shiny under the light, and it has a New Year's atmosphere.
Song Yaoyao gestured twice, and finally made a decision!
She found out a red sweater and a shirt with a doll collar, just took off her pajamas, and glanced through the mirror inadvertently, Song Yaoyao's posture froze.
In the mirror, the girl's skin was as white as jade, and it seemed transparent under the light. But at this moment, it started to spread from the neck to the lower abdomen, full of red marks.