"Well… "
Song Yaoyao struggled to pull, and finally got out of the coat, pouted and wanted to take it off——
Suddenly, he felt a cold and threatening gaze.
Song Yaoyao raised her eyes, and looked at Huo Yunque innocently.
The man's face was livid, "Do you want to freeze yourself to death?"
"I… "
Song Yaoyao opened her mouth, the man's face was sullen, but he stretched out his hands, one by one, fastening the buttons of his coat.
Cover from head to toe.
Song Yaoyao, who was well-dressed, looked innocently at the length of the coat that was almost hanging down to her instep, and the silver high-heeled shoes that only showed a little bit.
Everyone looked at each other, Mu Jing touched her nose, and rolled her eyes speechlessly, "I'll go... Huo Er is too domineering, right? If it were me, I would definitely—"
More than what he did!
But, he can't control his wife!
Thinking of this, he looked at Huo Yunque with envy and admiration.
The little girl is so pitiful, she was eaten to death by a wolf with a big tail.
"elder brother!"
Song Yaoyao flicked her long sleeves, and stomped her feet in shame, "You ruined the good atmosphere!"
"No."
Huo Yunque lowered his eyes, took her hand, and patiently rolled up the too long sleeves.
When one is good, replace it with the other.
Until she showed her little hand, "Okay, now we can start."
"Pfft..."
Tang Xinrou quickly covered her mouth, almost laughing.
She swears that this scene will definitely become one of the unforgettable scenes in her life.
Song Yaoyao sniffed, raised her eyes unhappily, and met the man's eyes.
"I finally prepared." She complained softly.
"I know."
The man rubbed her porcelain-white cheeks with his fingertips, and his hands were cold.
The pitch-black eyes were like thick ink that could not be melted away, dim and unclear. He sighed in a low voice, his voice was as intoxicating as wine, "I am very surprised and very happy."
The sound was like a heavy hammer, hitting Song Yaoyao hard in the heart.
After all, all she did was to make Huo Yunque happy.
The girl's black and thick eyelashes flickered, and she clutched the box in her hand unconfidently, "Really?"
"Um."
At some point in the night, a light snow fell, mixed in the light blue soft twilight, enveloping the two of them.
The scent of flowers permeates the air, and the snow melts on the skin, which is slightly cool.
Her long, soft hair was draped over her shoulders like satin, and her small face was carefully painted, making it even more delicate and charming. A little less innocent, a little more charming like a little girl.
Huo Yunque lowered his head slightly, his voice was so low that only two people could hear it clearly.
"Seeing you makes me feel very happy."
Song Yaoyao had a lot of thoughts in her mind, her long eyelashes lifted slightly, she raised her small head, trying to meet the man's eyes.
I saw the concentration and earnestness in his eyes, as well as the ripples rippling layer by layer.
All proved the truth of his words.
Song Yaoyao exhaled, and she whispered, "Brother, happy birthday."
Huo Yunque's lips curled up suddenly, and the girl was surrounded by an invisible breath.
"Thank you." He was serious and gentlemanly.
It was this kind of man who attracted her from the very first sight.
In the past, Song Yaoyao didn't think so deeply, so far. One day, she'll stand in front of this man and propose to him—
"Brother, brother..."
Song Yaoyao took a deep breath, her nervous voice trembling.