"Old Hou! I'm not kidding you."
Uncle Zhang shook his head helplessly, and pulled Hou Lao's hand like iron tongs with a seemingly random pull.
He pointed in Song Yaoyao's direction, "If I'm not mistaken, the person you're looking for should be our Miss Song. Mr. has already told you very clearly, how can you still think of me?"
Just thinking about it is ridiculous.
Fortunately, he was able to associate Huo Yunque's words with him.
"What?"
The old man's face froze, he turned his head slowly, and met the girl's slap-sized face.
The eyes embedded in the delicate face are like a pair of black gemstones. She blinked innocently, her eyelashes fluttering like a fan.
Still childish.
Hou Lao didn't catch his breath, his eyes turned black, and he quickly covered his heart.
There was disbelief in his eyes, and he complained: "Yun Que, are you even fooling me?"
Anyway, he also watched him grow up, at least he is half an elder!
Huo Yunque was serious.
"Old Hou, if you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do." He patted Song Yaoyao's head as if teasing a pet, "To be honest, you don't believe in the little guy's ability. The little guy is sad right now. I'm afraid it will be you today." Please don't move her."
Hou Lao looked at Song Yaoyao.
Song Yaoyao blinked innocently, then plunged into Huo Yunque's arms.
There's no way, since my brother said she was sad, then she will be... sad!
"Look..."
Huo Yunque hugged the little girl who offered to throw himself into his arms, Mo Ran seemed to have a smile in his pupils. He combed her long hair and treated the old man seriously.
Hou Lao: "..."
He took a deep breath, "Wait a minute, let me take it easy."
He turned around and walked out of the reception room quickly.
Then a phone call was made.
"Old Shen! Tell me clearly! How old is that genius doctor? Why did I see a teenage girl? Am I crazy, or are you playing with me?!"
…
In the reception room, through a door, Song Yaoyao could vaguely hear Hou Lao's uncontrollable roar.
She quietly raised her small face from Huo Yunque's arms, and asked softly, "Brother, is it not good for us to do this?"
A little disrespectful to elders.
"Oh? What's wrong?"
The man lowered his thin eyelids and embraced her lovingly.
Song Yaoyao frowned and pondered for a while, "He seems to have been greatly stimulated, so there shouldn't be any problems, right?"
"It's very exciting."
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows playfully, and asked her solemnly: "Did I lie to him?"
Song Yaoyao shook her head, "No."
"So, what's wrong?"
He carefully avoided the wound on Song Yaoyao's leg, making her lean more comfortably, "Besides, aren't you sad?"
This question made Song Yaoyao silent for a while, then shook her head slightly.
"It's not sad," her eyes seemed to be full of starlight, "Although I'm a little disappointed, but at my age, no one would believe it. And I don't know who won the title of genius doctor." , It’s a bit corny!”
She complained unceremoniously, wrinkling her nose, "I feel ashamed when I hear it, how can I be so good!"
"Huh? Isn't it amazing?"
Song Yaoyao looked so obedient, she nodded seriously, "I still have a lot to learn, I'm not the best now!" After finishing speaking, she paused, and added, "I will be even better in the future!"