"That's the end of this lesson, goodbye."
The voice just fell, and everyone was shocked to find that the owner of the house had gone offline.
[…]
[Did something happen just now?]
[hhh As long as I log off quickly enough, you don't even want to ask me questions!]
[Too ruthless and cruel!]
[Is this still the one who was infinitely gentle with the little teacher last night, doting his wife madly Mr. Huo? He is a straight man of steel!]
[Is steel bad? Hard enough~]
[I c? ? ? What is the word of tiger and wolf upstairs? ? ?]
…
The next day, Song Yaoyao slept until dawn and was awakened by the biological clock.
She rubbed her eyes and got up, and suddenly remembered that today is Saturday and there is no class.
With a grunt, she plunged into the quilt, relying on the softness of her body, and fell asleep sitting up.
Huo Yunque came in and saw this scene, he frowned, walked over to hold her waist and helped her up.
"So sleepy?"
Can fall asleep sitting up.
"Well... Brother..."
Song Yaoyao has a soft voice, squinting her eyes and acting coquettishly.
"Do you dare to drink next time, eh?"
Huo Yunque squeezed her face, "If you dare to drink again, I won't pick you up next time, and I will let you sleep on the street."
"hey-hey… "
Song Yaoyao dodged, rubbed her eyes and smirked, "Brother won't."
"oh?"
Huo Yunque picked her up and walked towards the laundry room, raising his eyebrows upon hearing this.
"Aren't you worried that I will be picked up by others? If someone picks up a beautiful girl like me, they won't give it back to you!"
"Song Yaoyao, look up."
"What?" Song Yaoyao raised her face.
Huo Yunque sneered, "Let me see how thick your skin is."
This kind of words can be said.
Song Yaoyao snorted, and said vaguely while brushing her teeth: "But I won't let anyone pick me up, except my brother~"
Her eyes were curved and bright and sly.
"Anyone who dares to approach me, I will beat him!"
Use the softest voice and speak the harshest words.
Huo Yunque was obviously pleased, he leaned aside and passed a towel over.
"Too violent."
Song Yaoyao squinted at him.
The man's thin lips hooked lightly, adding.
"I just like violence."
That's about the same.
Song Yaoyao fiddled with her bangs, and raised her crescent eyebrows arrogantly.
"Brother, goodbye~"
Song Yaoyao stood on tiptoe and waved, watching the car leave.
In the next second, she went back to her room, put on her backpack, and went out.
Song.
Song Wenchuan was surprised to see Song Yaoyao here, especially since she took the initiative to find her.
While being pleasantly surprised, she was also worried whether she had been wronged.
"How is it at Huo's house? Mr. Huo - is he treating you well?"
Song Wenchuan didn't know if he still had a position to care about Song Yaoyao. She was no longer the daughter of the Song family, and Zhou Manli wanted to tell the world that she had driven that annoying bastard out.
I called her several times before, trying to ask her out, but they all ran aground because Song Yaoyao was too busy.
After careful calculation, the siblings have not seen each other for almost two or three months.
Song Yaoyao was brought into the office. The office was not big, and the desk and the bookcase behind it were full of documents and books. She tugged on the strap of her schoolbag and looked up at the office.
Hearing the anxiety in Song Wenchuan's voice, he rolled his eyes and laughed, "Everyone in the Huo family is very kind to me, brother, don't worry."
"That's good."
Song Wenchuan breathed a sigh of relief, and was shaken by the girl's bright smile.
"Want something to eat? I'll ask the secretary to buy it for you."