The evening breeze is blowing, and the moon is like a silver hook.
The huge Huo Family Manor was brightly lit, and the angel fountain made the sound of water.
"gentlemen."
Uncle Zhang came up to meet him, his voice lowered automatically when he saw the person Huo Yunque was holding in his arms.
"Go and rest."
Huo Yunque carried the girl upstairs, she was wrapped in loose clothes, like a baby.
Song Yaoyao felt extremely uncomfortable in her dream. She kicked her legs and wanted to turn over, but it was extremely difficult.
"Well… "
She grunted, curled her lips aggrievedly, and her delicate eyebrows were all wrinkled into a little lump.
Huo Yunque leaned over, put her on the big bed, was squatting down to take off her shoes, when suddenly he got kicked in the face—
He had no choice but to grab her little feet and forcefully take off the shoes.
He went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water without any complaints, and wiped her face and feet.
Mr. Huo has only served one person like a slave in his life, but a certain little villain has no heart. Not only was he not grateful, but he also muttered and hid, and if he couldn't hide, he pushed him with his hands.
Pushing and muttering, "You are so annoying..."
Huo Yunque was really laughed at by her, he threw away the veil, leaned over and bit her lip viciously.
"If you dare to think I'm annoying, I'll deal with you another day—"
He covered her with a quilt and adjusted the temperature in the room to a constant temperature.
After a lot of tossing, when he finished washing and went to bed, it was already late at night.
He made an appointment to play cards at Shen's house, but he was unwilling to wake her up.
When Song Yaoyao woke up the next day, she realized that her lips were a little swollen.
She recalled it carefully, she didn't seem to do anything bad last night
During breakfast, she was still aggrieved and complaining to Huo Yunque, "Brother, I seem to be allergic."
"Um?"
The man shook the newspaper and took a sip of tea slowly.
"My mouth is swollen!"
Song Yaoyao pursed her mouth, leaned over and pointed to Huo Yunque, "Did I eat something I shouldn't eat last night, this is too bad!"
"Well."
Huo Yunque pecked her lips solemnly.
"Okay, let's go to school."
Her head was rubbed, Song Yaoyao put on her schoolbag in a daze, and was coaxed away.
After Mr. Shen's banquet, the days calmed down again.
Song Yaoyao's daily routine is two o'clock and one line between school and home. Every night, she will take time to talk to Kang Yuan. After the previous movie is finished, there are still editing, review, etc. There are a lot of things waiting for Kang Yuan to do.
So Song Yaoyao basically listed down the problems that she really couldn't understand, and then solved them collectively during the call.
She is like an absorbent sponge, constantly absorbing knowledge.
"Hey," Tang Xinrou gossiped, "Song Jingwan asked for leave to join the film crew. I haven't seen her for a while, and I feel like going to school is boring."
Song Yaoyao's movements of turning the pages of the book paused slightly, "Are you abusive?"
Wouldn't it be nice not to see Song Jingwan? Save yourself trouble.
"It's just boring," Tang Xinrou rested her chin, "Recently, some messy messages have flooded my private mailbox. Is there any serious endorsement? They are all unknown three-no products! Do you know? There’s even Weishang! Anyway, I debuted as the second female lead in Director Kang’s movie, so Weishang and others look down on me too much, don’t you?”
"You don't need to see those things."
Xu Yue is also reading. She said she was serious about being Tang Xinrou's agent before, but now she reads the book every day like Song Yaoyao, preparing for research.