Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 702: This damn sour smell

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Actually not angry, mainly shy.

Anyway, it's also her first time in love, Yaoyao has also learned to be bad now, most likely it was Mr. Huo who made it bad! Tang Xinrou gritted her back molars, and complained viciously at Huo Yunque in her heart.

As everyone knows, it was never Huo Yunque who she thought was interested in sex.

Regarding the assignment of roles between cabbage and pigs, Tang Xinrou must have been confused.

She slapped her face and walked forward sullenly.

Suddenly bumped into someone, she frowned, "I'm sorry..."

"Tang Tang, what's wrong with you?"

The boy's voice was clean and clear, with just the right amount of concern.

Tang Xinrou's face, which had just cooled down, rose again when he saw An Feiran. A gust of hot air rushed towards her face, causing her eyelids to twitch.

She gave An Feiran a hard look, and crossed her arms.

"I want you to take care of it!"

After speaking, he left angrily.

Before leaving, the glint of the water made An Feiran's heart skip a beat.

He was stunned, just in time to see Song Yaoyao and Xu Yue coming from downstairs side by side, he pointed to the direction Tang Xinrou left, and asked innocently, "What's wrong with Tang Tang?"

Song Yaoyao scratched her chin, "Should be shy?"

An Feiran: "Huh?"

Xu Yue put her hands in her pockets and walked past him slowly, feeling a lot of emotion, "Ah... this damn sour smell!"

Spring is here, everything is recovering, and animals are starting to—

Tsk.

After the quiz at the end of the month, An Feiran looked at the balance in the class account and made a suggestion.

"Let's go for an outing together. I checked the weather forecast. The weather has been good recently."

Tang Xinrou rested her chin, seemingly reading a book seriously. In fact, his eyes always seem to fall on the boy not far away, and the corners of his lips are raised quietly, which is indescribably sweet and touching.

Xu Yue shrugged, "Okay, I have no objection."

"I have no objection either!"

"Wow! I can finally rest!"

"Where to play is a problem!"

"Who will go? Count me in!"

Song Yaoyao was infected by the lively atmosphere, she bent her eyes and looked up. Fu lowered his head to take notes again, the page was filled with dense words.

The first draft of the copyrighted script of the novel I bought before has been revised. Song Yaoyao copied a copy and sent it to Kang Yuan. Recently, under his guidance, he has started to revise it for the second time.

Then she bought a lot of famous books, the history of the evolution of ancient costumes in Huaguo and other books.

I've been cramming lately.

Han Jun looked at the back of Song Yaoyao, who was sitting upright, serious and studious, and bumped into Shen Xun, who was sleeping on the table next to him, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Hey Brother Xun, are you going or not?"

"No, go—"

There was a deep sense of sleepiness in his hoarse voice, his eyes were opened a crack, and the hostility permeated silently.

"Oh..." Han Jun shut up knowingly.

In the front row, Tang Xinrou's eyes were shining. She lay on the table and tilted her head to look at Song Yaoyao, "Baby, let's go play together! Relax!"

It doesn't matter if Song Yaoyao goes or not. She has finished her studies recently, so it's not impossible to go out to relax.

She nodded, her lips raised, "Okay."

Han Jun turned his head 'whoosh'.

The boy sat up slowly, crossed his fingers and stretched.

Back slightly arched, chin propped up and said lazily: "Jun'er, go, sign up for brother."

Han Jun rolled his eyes and cursed in his heart: I knew it!

A cold sniper was thrown from the side, and Han Jun stood up in a hurry, and slapped Qian'er in an unscrupulous manner, "Decree! I will do it now!"