"But… "
"It's beautiful, isn't it?"
That blush came into Song Yaoyao's eyes, and she nodded slightly.
is very beautiful.
In addition, she was also curious about what the previous owner of the bracelet looked like.
Should be very beautiful, right? You can see a thing or two from Huo Yunque's eyebrows and eyes. And her name, Ah Shu.
Shu: beauty.
Song Yaoyao suddenly had an impulse, she tugged on Huo Yunque's sleeve, and while he bowed his head, "Brother, what does Auntie look like? Isn't she very beautiful?"
"You want to see your future mother-in-law so much?"
A joke made Song Yaoyao blush suddenly.
She gave Huo Yunque a sideways look, and touched the bracelet, "You know I don't mean that!"
Mr. Huo yawned. He was too old to stay up late. It was only past nine o'clock in the evening, and he was already starting to feel sleepy.
But when he heard the topic about his lover, he couldn't help laughing.
"It's not difficult to see your aunt. She loves to record her life and has left a lot of photos. If you want to see it, I will send you some photo albums tomorrow. There are also many photos of Yun Que when she was young."
Song Yaoyao's eyes lit up, "Then are there any photos of my brother making an embarrassment?!"
She was so curious, what was the gentle and refined Huo Yunque like when he was a child
Mr. Huo was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.
He said with emotion: "No, your aunt would like to. But I don't know how this kid looks like. He looks like an old man since he was a child. He doesn't cry no matter how hard he is."
"Eh? Isn't that very boring?"
People say that children are born to play, and if you don't take advantage of the toss and toss when you are young, it will not be fun when you grow up.
Who would have thought that Huo Yunque had been like this since he was a child.
"It's quite boring," Mr. Huo smacked his lips, "but there are photos of his naked buttocks for a few months, do you want to see them?"
"Wow!"
Song Yaoyao praised her face-saving, nodded heavily, "Think!"
"Okay, I'll show you all tomorrow."
After Mr. Huo finished speaking, he sauntered back to his room with his hands behind his back.
As soon as the people left, there were only two people left here.
"Brother, when you were a child—"
Before he finished speaking, his slender waist was pinched, and the man bowed his head condescendingly, with a half-smile, "I want to see it so much? I'll show you enough tonight."
Song Yaoyao's legs softened: "..."
Regret now, is it too late
…
"You, hello."
Huo Tian has been looking at this man from a distance for a long time, watching him sitting in a wheelchair carelessly playing with a black lighter.
The faint blue flame jumped rhythmically with the sound of clicking, clicking, opening and closing.
"Click."
Song Wenchuan flicked on the lighter and lifted his thin eyelids slightly.
The man's gaze was far away, as if looking at her through the endless darkness. It hit her soul in an instant, making Huo Tian so nervous that she even forgot to breathe.
"I, my name is Huo Tian," she introduced herself with a blushing face, "Excuse me, may I know your name?"
A layer of water gradually appeared in her eyes, and she stared at him expectantly and nervously.
Song Wenchuan had seen this kind of look a lot, he was lazily leaning in the wheelchair, his palms were so thin that even the veins were clearly visible.
The thin lips slightly parted into a smile, and while Huo Tian's heart was pounding, she poured a basin of cold water, "Sorry, no."
Before coming here, Huo Tian imagined countless possibilities. But he never expected that Song Wenchuan would be so shameless.
Her eyes turned red all of a sudden, "I, I know you are Song Yaoyao's brother, and your surname is Song."