She held the flowers and was happy.
Huo Ningxi became more and more irritable, he sneered, "Song Yaoyao, can you be more childish?"
"Brother~~"
Song Yaoyao's small face drooped, and she tugged at Huo Yunque's sleeve with the desire to cry.
Huo Yunque narrowed his eyes, his expression was indifferent, "Huo Ningxi, don't talk about food."
Huo Ningxi:? ?
Song Yaoyao not only talks when eating, she also steals flowers! !
Why don't you talk about her! !
Huo Ningxi felt wronged, and even wanted to cry, feeling extremely sad.
Song Yaoyao's eyes were bright, she raised her pointed chin and cast a smug look at Huo Ningxi.
"Brother, do you want to have breakfast together?" She cupped her cheeks and looked at him eagerly.
Huo Yunque paused.
Jiang Tao was in a hurry, "Miss Song, sir doesn't have the habit of eating breakfast, you—"
"Uncle Zhang, bring me some porridge."
"Puchi—"
Song Yaoyao propped her chin and looked sideways, her curled eyelids slightly blinking, "Sister Jiang Tao, I thought you knew brother very well~"
Jiang Tao's expression froze, his expression almost collapsed.
"Brother, try this, it's delicious!"
Song Yaoyao pointed to a stack of side dishes on the table, her voice soft.
Huo Yunque lowered his eyes, after all, he took a sip according to what Song Yaoyao said.
He seldom ate breakfast, and the table was never this lively.
Huo Ningxi was in a complicated mood, thinking that he must have been affected by the weather outside. Sitting in the house, you can feel the clouds above your head.
He couldn't sit still, stood up abruptly, and said in a firm tone: "Uncle, I'm going to school, take your time."
"stop-"
Huo Yunque took out a tissue to wipe the corners of his lips, "Go together."
"I—" Huo Ningxi turned around suddenly, met Song Yaoyao's eyes, gritted his teeth to hold back his anger, "OK!"
He will take care of her after he gets in the car!
"Song Yaoyao, you go out first, I have something to say to Huo Ningxi."
The man folded his hands and leaned lazily on the back of the chair.
Those hands were slender and clean, with well-defined joints and an indescribably noble and elegant appearance.
Song Yaoyao licked her lips, obediently drank the last sip of milk, and nodded, "Okay~ I'll see you, brother! Okay~"
She blew a kiss, jumped off her chair, and walked briskly out of the dining room.
"Uncle, what do you want to say to me?"
Huo Ningxi looked uncomfortable, he lowered his head, full of unwillingness.
"I understand your little thoughts. I'll give her to you, and you have to bring her back to me whole at night."
"Uncle!!"
Huo Ningxi looked at the man in disbelief.
The man's voice is lazy, and his legs are crossed in a relaxed posture.
"Why should I do this, I don't want to!"
It's good that he didn't strangle Song Yaoyao!
"Heh—" Huo Yunque's lips raised slightly, and he calmly looked directly into Huo Ningxi's eyes, "I'm not asking for your opinion, but telling you. Huo Ningxi, you don't have the right to resist now, understand?"
He picked up the spoon again, "Go to class, remember, if she loses a hair, I will peel your skin when she comes back. You should know, I always do what I say."
The man's tone was calm and breezy, but it made Huo Ningxi feel cold all over, like falling into a cellar of ice.
Huo Ningxi was too aware of how terrifying the real means of this man he called his uncle was.
If he can say this, he won't show mercy to him just because his surname is Huo.
His bones were chilling, he clenched his fists and smiled wryly, "Uncle, is Song Yaoyao really that good? Is it worth you changing so much for her?"
This man has always been a very principled person. To the Huo family, he is a god on top.