I wish our little princess all the best
— brother stay
Song Yaoyao was slightly stunned, there were only two simple lines in the letter.
"What about him? Why doesn't he come to see me?"
Nolan shrugged, "Of course he has his own arrangements. Now, you should believe that I am a good person, right?"
"Nolan Lowell—"
The melodious voice like the sound of a piano, like the sounds of nature, came from behind in a low voice.
Nolan pursed his lips and turned around slowly.
It is no surprise that the other party's arrival.
"Old friend, long time no see."
Song Yaoyao was surprised and walked towards Huo Yunque.
"Brother, do you know each other?"
She was still holding the letter in her hand, and Huo Yunque's eyes swept across the letter without stopping.
"reluctantly."
He raised his jaw slightly, buttoning his shirt all the way to the top, indescribably abstinent and sexy.
"Oh... my dear, your words are too hurtful. Don't we still count as friends?"
Nolan frowned, sadness in his eyes.
It seems that the gods are in the world, merciful to the world.
Song Yaoyao trembled, and asked tentatively, "Father Nolan, have you ever thought about developing in the entertainment industry?"
"Ah… "
A low laugh sounded in his ear, and Huo Yunque pursed his lips.
Nolan restrained his smile and asked in disbelief, "What?"
"Please believe that I didn't mean to offend you, it's really..." Song Yaoyao's eyes were clear, she thought about it sincerely, and pondered her words, "Your acting skills and looks are really top-notch, it's a pity not to enter the entertainment industry."
After finishing speaking, she looked into Nolan's eyes and added very seriously, "I believe that you will definitely explode!"
Where can I find such an actor
It was born for the entertainment circle!
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows with interest, he stroked Song Yaoyao's hair, and said in an elegant and casual tone, "If you want to enter the entertainment industry, please inform me to join you, you must—"
As the two sang together, Nolan's expression froze.
Are they serious
"Oh! I'm really touched. You Chinese people always express your feelings in such a restrained way. In fact, in your heart, Huo, you have already regarded me as a friend, right?"
Huo Yunque embraced Song Yaoyao, turned around and left.
"Nolan, there is another word in China called: illusion."
"It's heartless..."
Song Yaoyao was taken away, and she only had time to turn her head to thank Nolan.
After getting in the car, she looked up at Huo Yunque curiously, blinked, "Brother, why do you all know Father Nolan, is he very good?"
"A madman."
The thin lips parted lightly, and said two words lightly.
Song Yaoyao was very surprised.
Huo Jiu and Huo Si obviously knew Nolan, but they showed more vigilance.
But in Huo Yunque's eyes, Nolan is a lunatic.
"Is he... dangerous?"
Huo Yunque lowered his eyelashes, looked at Song Yaoyao quietly for a while, and gently stroked her small face with his big palm.
"Well, don't trust him."
"I know, I won't believe it."
Song Yaoyao hurriedly nodded obediently. She rubbed her palm, still unable to hide her curiosity.
"Did he do something to my brother? I think my brother seems to hate him..."
"Is it?"
Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "Illusion."
It's that word again.
In just this moment, Song Yaoyao had already heard it twice.
She pouted, "Why?"
"It's not just him I hate."
To be precise, most people in this world are out of his sight.
"Eh?"
Song Yaoyao was stunned, but that elegant and refined face instantly magnified in front of her eyes.
The lips were kissed lightly.
"But I do like you."