Song Yaoyao covered his mouth and bulged her cheeks, "Don't say it! You said I was fatter in the morning! Men are big pigs!"
She hummed like a little piggy.
Dai Shiqing seemed to be forgotten, watching helplessly as the man hugged the little girl in his arms dotingly, walking away as if holding a priceless treasure.
Not far away, she could still hear the couple-like conversation between the two.
"It's better to be fatter."
"Hmph, it's not what you want!" The girl's voice was so sweet and soft, coquettishly, "My waist is so sore~"
"Knead."
"It's all your fault~ Brother is a big hooligan!!"
"Well, Mr. Huo apologizes."
"Then can you correct it next time?"
The man's voice was serious, "Sorry, this is not allowed—"
Dai Shiqing had mixed feelings in her heart, and was a little confused for a while.
What she saw and perceived was only a very small part of Huo Yunque.
In front of his lover, he is no different from other men. Not indifferent, not a lot of words, will have a strong desire for lovers.
Like a god, walking down the altar in front of her.
It's just that God didn't come for her.
The feeling of being ignored and no one caring about her small thoughts made Dai Shiqing seem to be unable to find a place to start even if she wanted to target Song Yaoyao.
That kind of feeling, like punching into cotton, has nowhere to go.
Damn uncomfortable!
She turned her head and looked over, the girl was gently put into the sofa, and the two whispered something. Then Huo Yunque stood up, rubbed her head, and walked out.
The hall fell silent.
Dai Shiqing pursed her lips, and she walked over, "Miss Song."
"Hey? Miss Dai? Good afternoon~"
Song Yaoyao bent down, pulled out a book from under the table, flipped to the place with the bookmark, and read it.
It was a book in a foreign language, and on the cover was a foreign man. Dai Shiqing, who had been abroad all year round, knew that this man was a famous director in Hollywood.
This book is his autobiography.
"Miss Song is a director major?"
"Eh?" Song Yaoyao blinked and blinked, "I'm only in high school~ but I want to go to drama school."
The corner of Dai Shiqing's mouth twitched, and found that the girl's eyes were really bright and clean, as if hiding a pool of clear spring water, she really didn't have any intentions.
How could Mr. Huo like such an idiot
"Is that so... I'm actually curious, how did Ms. Song meet Brother Yunque? Uh... With all due respect, the age difference between you and the level of contact seem to be a bit big..."
Unusually big!
Song Yaoyao flipped through the book, taking notes occasionally.
Hearing this, she smiled and said: "Age is not a problem, nor is status! To tell you the truth, my brother likes to take the initiative."
Dai Shiqing: "So? Is it Brother Yunque that you actively pursued?"
"Not only that," Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes and smiled harmlessly, "I also proposed marriage on my own initiative~"
There are other things, these embarrassing things, don't say it to discourage other people's 'enthusiasm'.
Dai Shiqing's three views were refreshed, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching, "So... Brother Yunque likes to take the initiative?"
"No."
Song Yaoyao closed the book with a 'snap', her eyes curved into crescent-like arcs, and her lips were delicate and charming.
She pointed back at herself, "Not all initiatives can be responded to, at least those who take the initiative should at least look in the mirror to see if they are worthy?"